The wind died
and the sun came out.

of cloudywhite skies
I was trying to keep
myself from counting
daysweeksminutes
until spring.
I even went so far
as to prepare
for spring
in the form of three new skirts.

I like to reuse/repurpose
when I make things, so
my skirt is the bottom of an old knit shirt
with a simple casing & elastic,
Amelia's is new fabric on the outside
but lined with a piece from a soft vintage bedsheet,
and
Aven's is new fabric, but hemmed
with second-hand vintage bias tape.
Something old
something new.

They'll be warm enough
worn with leggings
for the next few
* * *
I've been
listening over and over
to this song
Good dreamy winter music,
I think.
i threw stones at the stars
but the whole sky fell...
It's not the coolest video,
so just start it, then go
do something else
like sew a skirt
in the dead
of winter
while you listen.

gorgeous frost flowers blooming on the sides of my hoop house
* * *
This morning when I opened the door
to let Ruby (our dog)
outside, I couldn't believe
how suddenly warm
the air felt.
It was 7 degrees.
But after waking to -15
the last few mornings,
it felt downright balmy.
No wonder I'm thinking
about baring my legs.

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