The More Things Change. . .

The last two days have been lovely:

Look!  Bare Pavement!

There are hints of coming spring-note the colours of the bare branches against the banks of snow.













On my way to work this morning, I took this photo:



 This is lichen growing on an elm tree in the park.  The lichen is neon yellow, so bright that I could feel its colour vibrate against the surrounding greys and browns.  Good weather is lurking somewhere.

At the moment, it's back to this:

Even Morris is amazed-note how he trances on the snowflakes.  That red thing is his Kong, the absolute, most favourite, beloved toy.  It's now buried in the fresh snow, waiting for the next melt.  Someone will be a very sorry dog.

I spun a few metres of my challenge fibre.  It's only two days in and I'm already thinking that I may have been overly ambitious in the amount of yarn I plan to finish.  Ah, well, goals are good and a snow day tomorrow may mean that I will have nothing but spinning time.