After my counseling session with Edie at Hyder House, I'll drop off a couple bags at Goodwill. Today I picked up a Freecycled cannister vacuum cleaner, but it's not out of the car yet.

And some of those 1980s rubberstamp catalogues had to be pulled from the trash as a friend wants to send them to a friend of hers (because of the artwork, I guess).

And I just made a commitment to the Epilepsy Foundation for a bag of clothes at the end of the month -- the last few suits of Tom's left in the closet and I'll see what else I can scare up.

I swear baskets breed when I'm not watching. Where do they COME from?!? I keep getting rid of them, but there's always way more than I have use for.

Hey, Stilly, it's not spring here until the snow disappears! (And I see the first snowy egret.) And the temperature gets consistently out of the teens Fahrenheit.

I'm looking forward to snowdrops, winter aconite, daffodils...and May's ladyslippers. If a woodchuck eats off the flower heads this year, I will be really, really upset! (When the snow melts, I can, perhaps, spread around some more large carnivore urine.)

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