Remember yesterday, when I said I’d be casting on for Bella’s sleeves?  I lied.  Well, not intentionally, but I didn’t get that far.  In trying to finish off the right front last night, I ran into a count problem and wound up frogging.  Then I ran into a twisted stitches problem and wound up frogging again.  I finally got to bind the thing off and that was all the knitting I wanted to do on that.  Patience with my own idiocy is no more one of my strong points than coordination is :)  The sleeves, or at least the first sleeve, will go on this afternoon.

The Meadow Flowers proceeds apace.  It will probably become my regular Monday night project - assuming I can keep track of my yo’s.  I like the way it’s coming out though and the fabric is very soft and nice feeling.  Of course I’m getting bored with the simple lace pattern, but attempting to vary it now would be courting disaster, I fear.  And, even though it’s unexciting to work, it is pretty.  Besides, how reasonable is it to get bored with something that gives me so much frogging practice? :)

I’m having a rather unmotivated day - you know, the kind where you just want to go back to bed?  I’m supposed to go out to dinner with a friend tonight and I really don’t feel like it.  Oh I’ll go and chances are we’ll have a great time - we always do.  But right now?  Feh…

I suppose it’s spring fever and I’ve seen the same kind of thing popping up all over Blogdom.  Creative, talented, intelligent people feeling…blah, unmotivated and unsure about themselves, their projects and their blogs.  I know this will pass.but I want it to pass NOW (see above statement about patience)!

There have been a lot fewer squirrels visiting now that the weather has warmed up.  In the winter we had, it seemed, and endless string of them coming and going all the time.  Now we only see one or two a day.

Now we have pigeons :)  Two distinct flocks visit to eat the corn.  One is pretty sizeable - 20-30 birds at any given time.  The other is quite a bit smaller with only 6 - 10 showing up, usually in the late afternoon.  They sit on the roof of the building next door and watch.  And wait.  Myria thinks that once the chestnut outside the kitchen window has leafed out, the pigeon influx will diminish.  I kinda hope she’s right because they tend to scare away the smaller birds.