Not much time to blog this morning, what with getting ready for work and all . . . . but here is a view of hope:
What is this? You might ask. It's my 100-year-old lilac bush that I transplanted from my favorite home up in Iowa. It's alive. It once again survived another move. When we transplanted it here with this recent move, I wasn't sure whether or not it survived, but see it has! It's budding.
The other thing I long to do in spring is to knit lace. The last time I had this urge, two springs ago I think, I tried to knit, (over and over again) the Charlotte's Web Shawl. But alas, I was too impatient with myself to master that at the time. I've since incorporated a small bit of lace, such as these socks:
They were from the Summer 2006 issue of Interweave knits.
But usually when I have this strong urge for lace I read a book on lace. One of my most enjoyable lace reads has been this: