I have begun to sort through content that needs to be added to the Methods Index. This will take a while as I read through my old blog and old classes.
Yesterday I added a Fringe section.
Things may move around and menus rebuilt as I organize. The search works rather well if you are looking for something that has not yet been indexed.
I hope to add a PlaceKeeper this week, that is, links to others.
Transition. Spring is coming. A few loose patches of snow but some warm days this week will be refreshing even if just a short break from colder temperatures. Some additional clearing will take place soon, just small stuff and brush, outside, beyond the porch here. We look forward to looking all the way through to the stone wall that borders this back edge of the property and the little stream that runs along side it. Mostly we can just hear it from here, now and then. I miss Mom, that's her rocker. It feels like she is sitting here today. And I miss Michelle who never made it here to visit. That blue glass bottle, an empty saki bottle, held the flowers I put there after her passing. I picked it up to take a picture and it shattered with a ringing sound, not falling too far away, not cutting me but it seemed to be teaching me about the beauty of broken.
There is a nigella seed pod there. Planting time is nearing.