Yesterday I saw two large pigs trotting down route 108 towards Newmarket. They looked happy to be out and about. Otherwise it has been a winter of (too much) snow, ice dams, shoveling, and time for more ruminating.

A woman's work, my needlepoint that has been in progress for over a year, is being shown here. It keeps evolving. I am also rethinking the oldest Irish girl project that includes my great-aunt Helen and myself and others. Finally, I am thinking about grasses and feathers and trying to achieve a feeling here, along with my signature love of color. These are in a very rudimentary stage.