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Two Days of Spring

Thursday and Friday of last week were lovely, so warm that I got way too excited about clearing out a iris bed that I want to move. By Saturday I was so stiff and sore I could barely walk and felt incredibly bad in any number of ways. Spent two days lying on the couch watching old movies and documentaries about weird religious cults. This morning I did feel somewhat more like myself and so did some housekeeping chores which has turned out to be too much work, and now I'm back to sitting. Time and again I forget that it takes a lot more time to recover than it used to. Old dogs and new tricks, right?

Snowed here again on Sunday though not much. The cold weather has frozen the daffodils and they are all hanging their heads as if in shame. The spinach is holding it's own at least, but the greens have not yet sprouted. I'd go out and check, but even though it's sunny, still cold and very windy. The hyacinths are blooming and I saw some violets on the two days of spring. Grateful that the fruit trees have good sense and are keeping their blossoms tucked under the covers.

I did complete the socks I've been knitting on forever and will give them to number 4 daughter whose birthday is coming up soon. Got out an old project, an afghan of squares made from sock yarn. Hoping my brain will wake up and I can figure out how to get started on it again.

Decided to read "Paris Without End," the true story of Hemingway's first wife along with "The Paris Wife," the fictionalized version of her story. Fun comparing the novel and the "real deal." I have to give Hadley credit for her strength and tenacity in staying married to old Hem, he sure could be a asshole.

Thought I might have more to say, but being ill seems to have robbed me of time and words. I am also singularly lacking in creative ambition which is annoying, but as all things do, this will pass.

The forecast for the week ahead is not a disaster, temps predicted near 60, but lesson learned for the moment and I'll stick to easier tasks than the last I attempted.

And slower, I'll go slower.


( 17 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 16th, 2018 08:07 pm (UTC)
Ick, feel better soon! I know just how you felt. It's a female dog to get old.
Apr. 17th, 2018 02:52 pm (UTC)
Ah yes, the curse of being a woman....lol
Apr. 17th, 2018 03:36 pm (UTC)
Guys don't know how easy they have it.
Apr. 17th, 2018 05:07 pm (UTC)
Right on sister!
Apr. 16th, 2018 10:56 pm (UTC)
Decided to read "Paris Without End," the true story of Hemingway's first wife along with "The Paris Wife," the fictionalized version of her story. Fun comparing the novel and the "real deal." I have to give Hadley credit for her strength and tenacity in staying married to old Hem, he sure could be a asshole.

My sister read that first book and then named her kitten Hadley. She's cute.
Apr. 17th, 2018 02:53 pm (UTC)
I love it, Hadley the cat...because Hemingway called her Cat.
Apr. 17th, 2018 12:08 am (UTC)
It's so easy to over do, especially if the weather is nice or it's an energetic day. As with you, I pay for it. I worked the weekend so today's a more down day.
We had a couple of days in the 70's but today it was back in the low 40s and raining, a lot!!!
I do hope it settles into spring soon. I had a couple of crocuses poke through.
I like the socks you made! I never got into knitting or crocheting.
I've thought about reading the Paris Wife...haven't yet...
Apr. 17th, 2018 02:46 pm (UTC)
It does seem easy to overdo, I just don't pay attention when I get going lol, Got down on hands and knees, a no-no. Hope you are feeling better. My body is ok, but my mind is in tatters. Physical things aggravate my anxiety issues...blech..

Sure would be nice to have real spring show up. My crocus are long gone.

Used to knit a lot but as with most things, have sort of lost interest.

The Paris Wife is ok. I like the real biography better.
Apr. 17th, 2018 10:19 am (UTC)
I'm sorry you got sick! Hopefully you'll be back to your old self soon with spring and summer coming.

I'm sorry what happened to your daffodils!

Cold and windy days. Ugh!
Apr. 17th, 2018 02:51 pm (UTC)
Thanks, I hope we are both up and going strong soon. At least the weather looks better for the coming week. I'm going out later, but will stay off my hands and knees lol.
Apr. 19th, 2018 11:09 am (UTC)
Enjoy your nice weather.

And so long as you stay off your hands and knees you should be good :)
Apr. 18th, 2018 02:06 pm (UTC)
Oooh, cute socks! That reminds me, I really should be finishing up the pair I'm working on - just have to do the ankle and calf! I think the thing about knitting is, you have to either like the simple process of the knitting, be excited about the finished product, or enjoy making things for other people (so long as you know they'll appreciate them/wear them). If none of those things apply, I can definitely see how it wouldn't be as motivating to do.

This weather is certainly the worst. I keep getting notifications of planting in my garden over the past several years, and this weekend we got 16 more inches of snow. So disheartening!!

I hope you start feeling better soon.

Apr. 18th, 2018 02:17 pm (UTC)
Very right about knitting. I will sometimes turn to it if I just need something to stay calm and focused. Heck you're almost done with that pair of socks. The weather has been something else this year seems like for everyone. I am so ready for it to stabilize. Starting to feel better which is great, just seems to take so long now that I'm older. Thanks for the well wishes.
Apr. 18th, 2018 02:23 pm (UTC)
If you're feeling creatively blocked you should ask the goddess Saraswati to lend some help <3 She never lets me down.
Apr. 18th, 2018 03:05 pm (UTC)
That's good to know. Thanks.
Apr. 18th, 2018 03:37 pm (UTC)
Those socks are beautiful. Self-patterning yarn?
Apr. 18th, 2018 03:59 pm (UTC)
Thanks, yes on the yarn, so easy to make something that looks like it took a lot of work.
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