We have had a solid week and a half of stellar spring weather. The cherry trees that line our street are in full bloom and rival anything that Washington, D.C. has to offer. My white lilac just opened and the tulips and daffodils are the best I've seen in years.
Pete and I spent the weekend working in the yard -- weeding and mowing and painting and sanding. I cleaned the oven (which is not self-cleaning). I then made dinner for 6 on the grill, because our propane tank was almost empty, and washed all the dishes by hand because our stupid 4-year-old dishwasher broke fore the 4th time. We went to bed exhausted last night -- but happy, because of all we accomplished and the fun we had with our guests.
Looks like rain may move in on Wednesday, but that's okay -- we really need it. And it could be worse -- it could be 17 inches of snow, the amount that fell on Wisconsin the other day.
I've been designing some new patterns and plan to spend this afternoon hooking away at one of them. I think I deserve a quiet afternoon of hooking after all the work and repairs and deliveries this morning.