It’s That Time of Year
It has snowed twice. This morning the son stuck around until after lunch causing traffic accidents in front of my house and a full blown case of fall cleaning.
Well, winter cleaning, since I follow the agricultural calendar and use cross quarter days to mark my seasons.
I have a full blown case of nesting with a side of what The Yarn Harlot calls “Finish-it-up-itis.”
First, my bathroom: