Snow is forecast for us tonight.
Almost the entire winter has gone by without a speck of it, and now that all the flowers are blooming, here it comes.
I suppose I could rush around tonight and cover all the hyacinths and daffodils with something, but I'm not sure that I've got anything.
Of course, the weather forecasters could be wrong, and all we'll get is more cold rain.
Oh well. Don't you hate it when you have a subject that will make good, possibly even great, blog fodder, then it slips away into the ether? Has my idea been reabsorbed by the collective unconscious to come out on another blog? Did I spend entirely too much time knitting today while at the Peachtree Handspinners Guild, thus encouraging this line of pondering? I did see a woman wearing a sweater that I've thought about knitting. Actually seeing the finished item on a real person helps so much. Now I know what tweaks to make if I get around to knitting it. In case you're wondering, it's the Hourglass sweater from Last Minute Knitted Gifts.
And here is the expected cat picture:
"Rub my tummy. (If you dare.)"