More snow this morning. I was out early (6 am) to pick up a friend who needed a ride. I was driving near Mill Creek at dawn and there -- smack in the middle of the road standing tall on the yellow line -- was a Great Blue Heron. He was so majestic. I am praying that he flew away and did not get hit . . . Apparently they don't always migrate south, especially here where it is pretty temperate. He made the wrong decision to stay here this year, lol.
I am prepping for a repeat of my Key to My Heart needle punch class at Farmhouse Quilt Company tomorrow. How I love teaching there! Such a great space, and such great people to spend time with.