...it is that in between time and the rains have descended. the snow is melting a bit but it is cold and wet and sloppy. it's the kind of day when you step into the snow and there is water underneath. and your feet get cold really fast.
...i tried going outside to catch some signs of spring, but there didn't seem to be any. still i could smell the soil for a change and i did catch a bit of green on some old rotted decking.
longing is 3 squares long and backed with another 3 squares. while i was lining it i noticed the pocket formed behind the heart and in the spirit of impatience, i sprinkled a bit of dried home grown lavender (from mom) in there... now it will smell like a warm day in the garden with every additional stitch. 
i really like this...
