The one in which spring arrives...

Sweetly scented hydrangea blossoms

Good Day, Sunshine! Handpainted 2 ply Farm Yarn

Wild Snow Crocus on the front lawn

Slowly, the signs of spring are creeping up all around me. Other telltale signs spotted in the wild in the past two days include sidewalk chalk strewn all over the driveway, empty magic bubble containers, and pasty white legs on boys who can't bear to wear anything but shorts once the thermometer gets higher than 50 degrees.

I hope that whatever part of the world you're in, the signs of your seasons are bringing you as much joy as spring's are to me.

The one in which I find (another) new bag...

C says that I have too many bags. I say that a girl can never have too many bags. There's the cute little evening bags (let's ignore that fact that I can't even recall the last time I went anywhere that an evening bag would even be questionably appropriate) There's the little something bags, just big enough to hold my favorite Aveda Lip Glaze (Color #261: tangerine tea), my keys, and the wallet I'm currently lusting after (The cute olive floral one in the pic)

But, since I generally have at least two kids with me at all times, one of which is in diapers (cloth, naturally) and the other who likes to toss assorted sundries like toys, food, sippy cups and shoes in my bag, those little something bags don't cut it.


Thus, the bulk of my bag stash is of the large variety. Totes, backpacks, messenger bags, a few Kecchi's, and one well-loved (and thrifted!) Petunia Picklebottom - these are the bags I turn to over and over. And now, I've got another that I am aching to add to the stash.

sigh Isn't it lovely? Naturally, I'll be reverse-engineering the pattern since, #1: I can never manage to follow a pattern, and #2: there's no way (NO WAY!) I'll be using the 19 hanks of Ultra Alpaca the original calls for (and I doubt very much that I'll be double stranding, which I'm guessing the original must do to eat that much yardage) Do you know how much 19 hanks of that yarn costs?!??! This is a diaper bag, people!

I think I'll play around with my trusty felting standby, Classic Merino. I've been perusing some of my treasuries for a few eye-catching peeries, but I'm considering just using Paton's Soy Wool Stripes, too (hey, will be much easier that way - instant color fun without the fuss)

Now to just decide the best way to break it to C that I am adding yet another bag to the stash...

The one in which it is established....

that I am a woefully inept blogger. Yes, it's been several months since my last blog post. It's not due to lack of good intentions. The road to my blog is paved with good intentions. I've got entire posts all thought out, planned down to the punctuation marks - in my head. It's the getting them on the page (er, is it considered a page if it's a virtual journal?) I'm not even going to bother waxing poetic about how I'm going to be better, blog more, and take more pictures. We both know that's not likely to happen with any sort of regular frequency. So, let's move on, shall we...

Spring is slowly arriving here in soggy Pennsylvania. The weather is warming up, I've pulled out the Crocs that I got for Christmas.
Oh, how I love these shoes. Comfy, cute, kicky. They make me smile when I catch a glimpse of them on my feet.

Spring's creeping arrival has also brought about my yearning to craft some cute warm-weather wear. Naturally since I don't have any wee girlies to dress, I'm furtively working on (you guessed it!) Girls' Dresses. The Perfect Summer Dress, to be precise.



That's Marnie's sweet girl in a dress I made last year. I am working on the finishing touches to the pattern, so it'll be available soon. (Not soon enough for an Easter dress, but definitely for Cinco de Mayo)

It's fun for me to get to play with girlie things like this, since I'm (as C puts it) an island in a sea of testosterone.

Lately, I have felt like the sea is battering down on my island beaches, and I desperately need some serious girl pampering to recover. Next week is my 30th birthday, and I'll (finally) be using last year's birthday gift - a day of spa pampering at Adolf Biecker, getting an Aveda facial, a swedish massage, and a mani/pedi. I feel spoiled.