I finished my February socks with days to spare and I meant to pick up another project but didn’t.
Reread Anne of Green Gables it was wonderful to revisit with an old favorite. I can’t decide what to read next. One of my friends recommended “The Nightingale” but told me to have tissues ready, and I just don’t feel as if I want the kind of book where I need to have tissues ready. It’s been sunny and warm but it’s still February. Rainbows and happiness, please.
Violet and Abram finished their basketball season and my parents came to watch their last game. Sitting on the porch (it was 50° on Saturday) while my dad and Abram played whatever ball related sport Abram wanted at the moment and Violet rollerbladed was awesome.
I made sweet potato and black bean quesadillas and (pat myself on the back) they were delicious.