I know we had February. Always the hardest month to endure, weatherwise - the heat of summer and the humidity. Slogging and sweating through the start of the school year and thinking, longingly, of March, and autumn.
It's March, and the weather seems to know. Humidity not a problem, the days a little cooler, and overnight too, so you can sleep.
I went back to work after Australia Day and it's been so very busy. Which is the cliche, but also the truth. Productive at work and not much happening on the home front.
It's hard for ME to believe, but I haven't sewn anything for nearly two months. Nothing, not a quilt, not even a button or a hem. I haven't gone that long without sewing for years and years. Maybe that gives you an idea of how all-consuming work has been. Perhaps what I'll do for Easter is schedule a quilt project I'd like to play with, clear the decks and give it air and time and see what happens. No deadlines, no commissions or anything, just let it happen and go from there.
Mind you, my hardworking Bernina sewing machine is probably very happy to be getting a service. And I've been invited to give a 'quilt talk' to a patchworking group later this month.
There's a bit of public speaking going on in the next while, on the work front - three presenter gigs coming up. I did a couple towards the end of last year, and not only did I enjoy them, so did the audiences (and they found them useful). They're fun, and a good way for me to reflect on my own working practices and challenges as well as share ideas with others.
I've kept reading blogs (yay for bloglines), and found a couple of new ones to read too.
Must do some autumnal clearing up and replanting in the (rather neglected) garden. There are tight green buds on the pink camellia...