Here is one guy who doesn't understand why his human won't budge off the sofa. Sick? The only thing he's sick of is the lack of play.
Sometimes it's hard to see the forest for the trees. This is one of two blue bins in the yarn room. I have no clue why the location of the Panda Cotton yarn wasn't more apparent the first time I searched the yarn room, but I'm pretty certain viral pollution had much to do with that problem.
Once again, all is well in my little knitting universe and the Pimpelleise shawl is back in play.
I had meant to take a couple of photos of the flowers blossoming in my garden for you. After all, permanent signs of spring are always welcome after such a hard winter. I just never got around to getting dressed to go outdoors and now, because this is springtime in Michigan (and nothing about that is permanent), it's too late. This photo, snapped from the shelter of my porch this morning will have to suffice.
Will somebody please tell Mother Nature that she's got her hemispheres mixed up? For cryin' out loud, it's the third week of April already!