As you can see, the snow is now gone, the sun is out, and spring is laughing her head off at us. And good for her say I.
The bulky handspun wool crocheted up like the wind, even if I DID have to pull it out three times to get it started properly. There's at least three more hats' worth of yarn in the odd ball stash, so I will be crocheting like an epileptic spider.
It'sFriday, tra la! I get two days to play with DH.