It's a mish-mash.
The sky is blue, the sun is out, the snow is definitely melting -- and fast! Sorry about the lousy mitten picture, but the morning sky sure looks nice, huh? I have renewed focus on the mitts and have begun decreases! I think I will have a finished pair just in time for next week's forecasted 50 degrees. ; ) Timing. Much as I hate to say it, though, I'll probably have opportunity to wear them yet this season.
With all this melting, ice is a real danger. I mentioned to DH this morning, as I brought in the newspaper, that we should sprinkle salt on the bricks leading to the front porch. They ice up all the time, anyway, but especially now and there's the double-whammy of being in the north side. I am more and more fearful of falling, slipping, tripping. As I read the paper this morning, I came across a notice about a man -- who I may have met once, whose wife I most certainly have met and DH knows -- who slipped and fell on the ice outside his home yesterday. He hit his head and he died! I've already been out running a few errands today and, along the way, noticed a woman walking in the street rather than on the sidewalk -- hazards of another sort, but hazards all the same. Anyway, I contemplated a walk outside today, but maybe I'll just find something puttery to do in the sunshine.
Speaking of walking... I will not be making 100 miles in any way, shape or form by April 1st, so I took that button down from my sidebar. I have been biking on the recumbent, walking a few laps on the track at the Y, and, on Wednesday, I finally tried the treadmill again. I'd been suffering from shin splints so badly, that I had to stop a while back -- I was looking rather like Festus, dragging my foot along. Pathetic. On Wednesday, I felt only the very smallest of twinges. I was careful not to overdo, and also paid attention to both my step and my stride.
When I opened the door last night, I knew instantly that there was pie in the oven -- apple. There was a little dish with raw pie crust scraps waiting for me. I tried to take the picture without being noticed, while DH was out flipping stuff on the grill, but he caught me. Hello, I'm a dork.
I hope my sister has a girl. Not only do I have Miss Dashwood waiting in the wings, now there's Monica. I love the new Knitty! Torque is fantastic, Isabella intrigues me, More Stripes... there are some great patterns!! Theresa's article, Recycle-Reuse-Renew, is very timely for me -- I have a couple of projects headed in that direction. Soon.