Transition...

Winter was back this morning, hopefully for the last time. I woke to a chilly 33 degrees, but it warmed up quickly once the sun came up over the hills.

I fixed oatmeal for both of us, then headed out to run errands and go fabric shopping. I've made a sizeable dent in my neutrals and civil war fabrics with all the quilt kits I've been making, and found some beautiful replacements. Dave headed out for some solo caching, ending up in North Bend.

The garden is in transition. The lilacs are fading, and the camellias are gone. But there are buds on the poppies and the peonies, the bachelor's buttons are in full bloom, and the hostas and liatris and garden phlox are already tall.