Well, I’m all thrown off by the time change. When I woke up this morning and checked the time on the cable box in the bedroom, I thought, “Wow, I really slept in!” I carried that thought with me as I came downstairs and then Don reminded me it was actually only 7:15. Nevertheless, the time says it’s much later and I have a deadline for this post.

So it will be brief.

It’s sunny today but we’re due for more wind this afternoon and evening.

I’m just about to finish A Chelsea Concerto  and put it aside to write this post, so I’ll be going back to it shortly.

I finished the puzzle:

This was the hardest one yet. So many dark colors; dark blues, grays, purples, and black, so it was often hard to figure out what went where. Early in the afternoon, I finally hit that place where everything seems to magically go in place. Finally! This is entitled: Monday at the Met, Monday being the traditional day the museum is closed. So you see the subjects of paintings, having exited their respective canvases, eating ice cream, and listening with headphones to a music player of some sort – this is circa 2001, so I’m not sure what was the rage at the moment. It’s awfully fun, this cover. The artist is Edward Sorel.

The next one is quite different and I’ll start in on it today.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

A year ago today we were grocery shopping and stocking up on supplies, something we’d done off and on all week long. I remember remarking at the amount of people who were buying bottled water and lots of toilet paper and paper towels.The week before, we had dinner at a restaurant with Doug and Rick and then, a few days later, Don and I went out to breakfast where I remember talking to a lady at the next table. She was a scientist and spoke at length to us about Wuhan, the virus, what her scientist friends were thinking about all of it, etc. I remember wondering why she chose us to speak to. I guess worry and a need to share it with someone. We were all crammed together at tables, still no masks, and the whole thing felt odd. Much of what she predicted has come true. I’d forgotten all about that until we looked at Don’s 2020 planner this morning. That was our last meal at a restaurant, something we didn’t do all that often to begin with.

Gorgeous day yesterday. Another one is on the docket for today. The last remnants of snow up in the back forty have finally melted. But this is the Northeast and I don’t kid myself about the changes in spring weather. I’ve seen it snow during the first week of May. So far, except for one day in the thirties next week, it looks as if temps will be in the forties and fifties.

Puzzle status.

This one has been very difficult. I worked on it for a large chunk of time yesterday and finally made some significant progress. I figure I have about two more puzzles in me before spring takes over and I’m outside more often.

Hopefully. I love doing the puzzles, but I love my gardens even more.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.