and just like that, it’s march. i spent the month of february helping my mother clean out her house, and put her sentimentals in storage. i’ve already given her the top floor of my house, but now i’ve given her half of my weekends as well as we get her vintage house ready to sell.
one weekend i planned to go to the river, but when i woke up the road report said extremely icy. i only like ice in my cocktails, so i elected to stay home safe from harm. it was impossible to hide my disappointment.
i went to dinner with friends, sold some vintage quilts on EBay, shopped for SUV’s, and tried to manage day to day activities. i dreamed of the river, unrequited.
bluebird skies 