The temp will soar to 65 F. today, warmer still tomorrow - a sweet reversal of the forces of nature coming our way. There will be tee-shirts and flip-flops back on the kids, and sometimes teachers, at school tomorrow. I made Anise soap last night and OH, what a lovely scent, lingering on the sink and soap pot long after the molten goodness is poured in the milk carton molds. It's one of my personal favorites after the mystical, magical Patchouli, which I hope will be delivered from Rainbow Meadow tomorrow. I had one of my night terrors and was awake from 1 to 4. Wouldn't you know, I couldn't get the DVD to work, unplugged by cats I discovered this morning, and there was nothing on TV worth watching besides zombie wars and murder mysteries. I get so tired of dead bodies on TV. I worked on a baby bag, ordered by my Mia for a nurse friend soon to give birth. It's made from the adorable yellow and green train and plane tapestry fabric graciously donated to the cause by Jackie, my neighbor over the mountain. I have a good amount of fabric in the stash now, and could sew 'til the cows come home. Fabric doesn't go bad. I'm still sewing on cloth I brought from New Jersey four years ago. I just wish I had a better place to store it, other than the towering mountain on my kitchen table and rubber tubs. I put it away and forget about it, then have a delightful reunion when I discover it anew months later. It's the little things...
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