All of this cleaning can be detrimental. I am so easily sidetracked. While rooting through piles of stuff in the workroom, I ran across these irridescent beads that remind me of ice crystals and (down in the barn, of course) I began to plan a design for an ornament. I really like the three-dimensional effect and the way the beads catch the light.
My plan yesterday afternoon was to dig out some of those too-tough-to-pull weeds in the front yard. They are encroaching on the walkway. Then the clouds rolled over and the temperature dropped like a rock, and it seemed more prudent to haul more firewood up to the porch. So much for the best-laid plans. Of course.