Front garden.
Fingers crossed for a good cherry crop.
Logan berries are looking promising too.
Record Breaker: 83 degrees F on Monday.
A good evening for a salad.
Roasted asparagus (done the day before when it was cooler!) reheated with blue cheese and hazelnuts and lettuce.
Thunder showers, rain showers, drippy drippy wet now.
Normal April weather in the Pacific Northwest.
Experimenting with dress making by combining favorite tank top pattern plus favorite skirt pattern. I'm going to hem this one at mid thigh level to wear with jeans or skirts.
I've traced my favorite patterns on to poster board. Not my idea, can't remember where I saw it done. It's wonderful for patterns that are wardrobe staples.
Back garden.
Harvesting lettuce, sorrel and herbs.
And bindweed, buttercups and other assorted "weeds."
Lots of strawberry blossoms.
Still mostly seeing only bumblebees and yellow jackets or wasps.
Bee keeper's quilt is growing slowly, but it is growing.
It's a beautiful way to use up yarn leftover from other projects.
Foxglove for the bees and hummingbirds.
Debating whether to hang a hummingbird feeder or to continue to hope the flowers attract a few.
And
words that I love,
found this week at ArtPropelled:
"There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say It is more difficult than you thought. This is the muse of form. It may be then that form serves us best when it works as an obstruction, to battle us and deflect our intended course. It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings."
Wendel Berry