The weather has taken a dip in temperature, here, in Michigan. There's a bit of a nip in the air. More like the March we know. The flower beds are greening out nicely as are the weeds, so soon enough it will be time to spread some Preen. I managed to get the porch cleaned and set some of my favorite things out on the aqua hutch I so love.
There's been a bit of a halt in the chick production. I made the mistake of starting this book. "The Forgotten Garden" may be the most wonderful read to date, until this one, "The Distant Hours" by the same author. Can I just tell you that by page 21 (out of more than 500 pages) I knew I was a goner. Who needs eating, sleeping and other necessities of life when I can immerse myself into another world, time and place. I'm surprised I stopped long enough to type this post, seriously. Have any of you read it?
Joyfully,
