My weekend began with hopes high on the first sign of Spring - a baby fly; however, Mindy quickly squelched my joy by reminding me that flies are adult maggots with wings. I killed the fly, but my hope lives on. The sun has been shining so much that my eyes are actually growing accustomed to light.  My empty vitamin D vat is filling and once it's warm enough to shed some layers, color may return to my now see-through skin.  The snow is melting and I have never been happier to see small patches of dead grass.  There is life after February. I am inspired to paint walls, wash windows, … [Read more...]