The natives of New England are restless. It seems like everyone you meet is complaining, and the old-time residents are complaining the most. It should be springtime, dammit. Stop snowing!
When we moved out here, I told Diana that she would have a chance to experience all those old expressions, such as "March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb", and "April Showers". Well, March both came in and went out like a lion, and we have just experienced our fourth April snowfall, with more due today.
Now, this is not like it was a few weeks ago! The snow falls down (it still looks pretty), it doesn't stick to the roads or driveways, and if it does it melts in a few hours. There is rain with the snow, something that Yson (who walked home from school in it) called 'snain'. The three-foot snowbanks are gone. Eson's car now is revealed as a car, after being a shiny snowbank for the last several months.
Diana continues to be tired, but is now halfway through her chemotherapy. In a couple of weeks, she starts radiation treatments, and then will finish the chemo into the summer. Her spirits are good. Last Saturday we went to a fund-raiser, where people sell things for the benefit of the church. It was a fun evening. The high points were various people who offered weeks at their summer places for auction--Cape Cod, lakefront cottages in New Hampshire and Vermont, mountain cabins and resort condos. It brings in a lot of money, and it's a lot of fun. And a lot of work for those who tend the books, etc.
So a friend of our who is always knitting had offered three of her sweaters for sale, and asked Diana to model one of them. Well, she put it on, and I realized that she was going home with it--she loved it! So I figured I had better buy the sweater so that I could get her back too. The auctioneer, though amateur, was perceptive enough to know he had a sucker on his hands, and I paid dear. She had a ball modeling, and we were all in stitches as she went from society matron to slinky supermodel to strip tease and back again in 10 seconds. I am the luckiest of men.
It's a beautiful sweater. And the fact that it was knit by a good friend makes it very precious. And the money is going for a very good cause. Win win win. I love it when that happens!
Thank you for reading.