Frozen garden sand

I planted the flowering bulbs yesterday. The garden sand had a crust on it(frozen) meaning that it's getting down to the wire for planting bulbs! It was early in the morning, so the little neighborhood boys wouldn't bother me and dig up the bulbs the moment I went back into the house. My hair was still wet and it was probably about 30F degrees. This is getting to be a theme, I think, running around with wet hair and no coat out in the cold. Acclimatization, maybe.

But I put on my leather jacket to walk to get the Sunday paper. Yes--a leather jacket! I'd been wanting one for years and finally purchased it a week or two ago. My last leather jacket was really a coat, ankle length and heavy, it even had a hood. We always joked that you could lie down in a snow bank with it on and stay warm! I had given it to SLA in the late 1990's, who gave it to her son.

Then it was getting groceries, doing laundry, burying the compost and household chores. I did get time to finish "Plain Truth" by Jodi Picoult, my new favorite author. It's about an Amish girl (and her family) who is accused of killing her newborn baby. The girl's convoluted story and how her story kept changing frustrated her non-Amish lawyer, a distant relative. And wow, Picoult's endings pack quite a punch!

Yawn, it's Monday. Have a good one!