I'm not putting away my knee socks or winter coats, but all the wool is being washed to put away. I particularly want to note this for my record, because I never remember from year to year how the change of seasons actually progresses. It was warm enough (62) yesterday to open a few windows, after removing the weather sealing tape. So this is how my spring fever begins, apparently. "What will do you when it gets WARM?" my dad would ask.
And big changes are afoot at our house.
used to hang here.
That "here" will no longer be there very soon. More to come!
I am a wife and mother of two. I am a stay-at-home mom, part time cookbook editor, a Mennonite, and a city dweller. I like to make things (see the blog categories below). This blog is a record of what I make and the ways I try to be thrifty. Welcome!
"Thrift is the really romantic thing; economy is more romantic than extravagance...thrift is poetic because it is creative; waste is unpoetic because it is waste...if a man could undertake to make use of all the things in his dustbin, he would be a broader genius than Shakespeare."