If you live in California or other moderate climates, you can wait until January to plant daffodils. The added bonus is that the bulbs will be on sale. This daff with the narcissus might be from last year. I may even have waited until February to plant all those daffs this year.( If they don’t bloom, I hope I remember to not wait so long next year.)
I found a recipe for streak free glass cleaner on a favorite blog, Everyday Cheapskate. Couldn’t wait to try it on my studio windows; it rained the next day so I didn’t get to fully appreciate the streak freeness—you know, how windows always look their worst when the sun shines directly on them.
Trail Guy feeds the birds daily. These birds are abundant, but I forget their names. I prefer wildflowers to wildbirds. (I know “wildbird” isn’t a single word, but it looks better with “wildflower”.)
Thus we conclude another peek into life in my favorite month of February in Three Rivers.
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I am looking out a window this very minute at a GIANT pile of snow and ice. Not a single daffodil in sight. Though I’m pretty sure I heard a robin singing outside the window earlier this morning. Boy, did they get their timing off!
The photo with the pencil sharpener really took me back. We had two just like that when I was growing up.
I was pretty excited when we bought this house to find that sharpener in the laundry room. It wouldn’t work until I realized that the shavings were so impacted that they had almost become particle board. Once I picked that clean, it was fun to put it in my studio, but I rarely use it because it eats my expensive pencils and doesn’t make a sharp enough point. . . symbolism over substance.