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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (97038)	3/4/2005 3:05:24 PM
From: Grainne	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

I am not sure I would take lessons from a teacher with a crappy piano! She must have some other redeeming things going on? Where I live, it is pretty cold in the winter. Or it used to be, before global warming. Winter was brief this year, almost unmemorable, but still it is traditional to leave Christmas decorations and lights up until March or April to create sparkling, twinkling joy. Spring has sprung early, though, so we took all ours down last Sunday and dragged out the myriad fans that keep us cool during the summer months. I am researching new recipes for main dish salads that I can make very early in the morning that will feed everyone for days and days, without me lifting a further sweaty and limpid hot finger over a hot stove. My husband has been buying wooden pig gifts for me at antique stores for a little while now—apparently they were traditional shop projects for American boys—and we found a place for them on a kitchen wall and they are so happy and joyful. Now that I don’t eat meat, I have all kinds of sweet farm animals in every room. All of our curtains went into the wash to get the grime off, and we are packing coats, mittens and scarves away whenever we find them. This weekend will be a continuation of getting ready for summer. I will order a new double hammock to replace the one my daughter, our Golden Retriever and I broke last August with our too vigorous swinging. Perhaps I will plant brightly colored annuals in our planter box if I don’t get too lazy, and drag the hanging flower baskets out of the muddy vegetable garden where they wintered over, and see what survived and stuff some long pretty trailing flowery vines in and hang them back up. It is time to buy more garden furniture—ours is getting rickety—and some pretty garden lights as well. Grainnette wants to see an exhibition of old Indian baskets at the museum—we all love Indian baskets because my grandfather collected them. That seems like an ambitious weekend though, and I would also just like to relax.