{Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real}~ March 19, 2015

Well, look at this!  I'm posting {phfr} on the actual day, which proves the age of miracles is not over.

{Pretty} and {Happy}

I'm lumping these two categories together, as I so often do.  Truth be told, most weeks it's completely arbitrary what I designate for each category.  The two are usually inextricably connected in my mind.

Remember the bonnet I'm making for my baby granddaughter?  Here's the completed project in all its glory.

I used this easy-to-follow pattern from Purl Bee.  I am a self-taught seamstress with a lot to learn still, and every time I begin a project, I'm sure it's going to be a complete and utter failure.  Then, mid-project, I suddenly feel that it's all going to work out after all.  And lo and behold! A baby bonnet appears!  It was so easy I think I will try another one.

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 This was Monday:

So I spent some time outside planting pansies.  I'm always so happy when pansy weather comes. They are such cheerful little flowers with their faces lifted to the sun, declaring that winter is past at long last.

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We had a dump truck load of garden soil delivered to our raised bed this week.  It's going to be mixed with the truckloads of manure Dave hauled over the summer.  We have a compost pile, but it would take an awful lot of compost to fill our (new) raised bed.  Hence the soil.  Now if we can keep the deer and other critters out, we may just have a harvest this summer!

This guy is an artist with a Bobcat!

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I had feared this lamp was gone forever.  Lizzie and family (see sidebar) gave it to me for Christmas, which was perfect because I have a. . . ahem . . . rather large collection of blue and white transferware.  But it never turned up upon our arrival home.  Well, this past week we were straightening up some of the darker recesses of Hannah's room ('nuff said about that) and there it was mixed up in a bag or yarn!  What, you don't keep your lamps with your yarn?  No?  Well, we usually don't either, but this bag of yarn was something she had been given for Christmas, so it does make some sense, you see?  Anyway, I was thrilled to find it!  Now I just have to find the right shade . . .

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Last weekend was more than acceptable weather-wise for March, so this guy burned some brush while reading theology. I think he may have been smoking his pipe as well.  I could tell he was really enjoying himself.

{Funny}

Mr. and Mrs. Goose seem to have moved into our neighborhood on a semi-permanent basis.  We think they are scouting around for the perfect place to set up housekeeping and start a family.  We've been feeding them cracked corn, which seems to have bolstered their courage because they've been wandering all over the yard.  Today, they took a fancy to the garden especially.

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