It snowed here yesterday. Snow, mixing into the rain that's been falling for days. It went back and forth between feeling quite cozy and rather dreary. Just as I was making dinner, the sun came out and shined right through from one end of the house to the other. My little ones left their mud boots from earlier in the day by the wood stove and rushed back out in sneakers and onto their bikes.
I do love March. You must expect a bit of everything, but it in the end and by the end, it always seems to be warm, bright, and peaceful. (That's how I spin it, anyway.) It's a lovely month in Maine.
And it appears as though my crafting, too, is a bit under the influence of that sweet sunshine.