The sun was out, all the snow melted. I put on a fleece vest over a long-sleeved shirt when I went to town to get the mail, but chill air still soaked through, making me shiver. A thick pall of smoke hung in the air as I entered town. Yep. Another sign of the season's changing: the outdoor ban on burning has been lifted.
I'd forgotten that there probably wasn't mail delivery today, but I hadn't gone in on Saturday, so there was still plenty to pick up. One piece was a lovely fabric postcard one of my fellow travelers on the quilters tour, Claire, had sent, appropriately French-themed.
|The trees at the post office, golden just a few days ago,|
|have lost their glow.|
|Someone burning over on the hill|
|Little Kitten welcoming a warm dry spot to spend the morning|
Today and Tuesday I must wrap everything up around the house and gather all my stuff together for quilt camp. I made some good progress during the day and was feeling optimistic about getting ready on time, without a middle of the night packing crush. I think I blew that one. I sat down in my comfy recliner this evening to watch TV for a few moments, before working and watching for the rest of the evening. I dozed through The Big Bang Theory.
Jean-Luc came to lie on my lap. I dozed through Bones. Henley came to join Jean-Luc. I dozed through Hawaii Five-O. One can't disturb cats, who so seldom do this. I actually slept through Castle. Castle! My "don't miss." I wasn't even DVRing in the background!
Now I'm developing panic. Tuesday will not be the leisurely day I'd been hoping for.
If the Internet is working at quilt camp, you will be regaled with more quilts, even as I haven't finished up photos from the most recent show I attended.