Our second jab is this morning, so I’m writing this post earlier than I usually do.

Don concocted something tasty in the crock pot yesterday, so we’re set if we end up not feeling well. But I trust we’ll be fine. It’s going to be rainy today and tomorrow, so we’ll kick back and take it easy, if I don’t go mad trying to complete the tricky jigsaw puzzle I’m working on.

I think we’ll both feel greatly relieved when we’ve had the second shot. I imagine those of you who have already been fully vaccinated felt the same thing. We had to wait four weeks between our first and second shots, so it’s been a long time coming – at least, to us.

More egg cups, in the Harlequin pattern by Homer Laughlin, circa midcentury or earlier. I’d love to get a couple more in other colors. Two of these were gifts and soon after I received them, I found two more. And that’s a Bakelite napkin ring.

I very seldom decorate for holidays – the exception being Christmas. But I usually display my fabric Easter eggs. For some reason, I haven’t done that this year. But I need a splash of pastels, so I’m going to get them out this afternoon.

Okay my friends. I’m off to make more coffee. Sorry this is so short!

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

Wind. And more wind. But, in spite of the wind, the sun popped out. That makes it a bit more bearable. We are off to Don’s eye doctor this afternoon for his treatment. We pick up our grocery order tomorrow morning, so we have food on hand in case we feel less than tip top after our second vaccine on Wednesday.

I’m working on a puzzle that is a wee bit difficult. I know you understand that I love jigsaw puzzles and the entire process of putting them together, but an equally important benefit that I don’t usually mention is that working on a puzzle really helps my anxiety. The kind of zen-like focus involved in solving the puzzle really makes a difference in my well-being. I used to feel the same thing when I was knitting or crocheting or doing the crossword puzzle.

Anyway, more egg cups:

Disregarding the top row of cubbies (it was on another post,) we have an Emma Bridgewater egg cup that I purchased in London a few years ago, a Walking Ware egg cup from England, a wonderful egg cup from Devon from a blogging friend, a Holt Howard rooster egg cup, a flow blue transferware egg cup, a tiny little rabbit holding up an egg cup, an art deco style cup found at the Paris Flea Market, another egg cup from the flea market, a rooster egg cup given to me by a reader of the blog, a face egg cup – also a gift, another rooster egg cup (they were a pair,) a brown transferware egg cup – Mason’s Vista – from England, a chick coming out of an egg from Portugal (the egg itself was a gift from my mom,) a very old red transferware cup found at the flea market in Paris, two egg cups from Abbey Road in London, a Hankscraft egg cup, another chicken coming out of an egg (from my mom,) a little chick (from mom,) a Jadeite egg cup, and two modern cups that were a gift – I think they’re from Finland, but I’m not sure if I’m remembering correctly.

There’s more, of course, and I’ll try to post them this week as we head toward Easter.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

Yesterday was lovely; warmer, sunny, and a definite bit of spring in the air. We sat on the Funky Patio for quite a while. My shoulders dropped as I felt the warmth of the sun on my face. Today promises to be even warmer. I walked up and down the driveway several times and then I noticed that my day lilies in the bed underneath the living room window have emerged. They are always the first signs of spring for me and the easiest to see as that bed has no leaf cover over the winter. I know there are signs of life in the other beds, but I deliberately leave them under cover until mid-April or so in order to protect the young plants. Spring weather can change on a dime here.

Anyway, that made me happy.

Two egg cups – one lustre ware, one from Prague – covered in little cozies that I knitted a few years back. The pattern was from Little Cotton Rabbits on Etsy. She makes the most adorable patterns, so lovely and so whimsical. I think Don was away at the time – maybe in Boston? Or La Jolla? Who knows? But I remember sitting in my chair during the winter, working on them.

Gosh, I love their faces. So, so sweet.

We’ve only got six more episodes of A French Village. I would say this brilliant French series is in the top three of any series I have watched in my life. It’s stunning. I have learned so much. Everything about it is impeccably done. I’ll truly be sad when it’s over. (I may have to watch it again.)

And I’m about to finish The Sentence is Death  by Anthony Horowitz.  He’s such an inventive writer. Now I have to figure out what I want to read next.

Other than that, I plan to work on the new puzzle and spend some time outside today. Huzzah for warmer weather!

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.