After a full day yesterday, and an assist from a helper, I am almost caught up with the shipping. That’s good because now I can concentrate on the suprises coming up that I keep on alluding to. I want them to be perfect so I have to prepare them well first.
The weather here is perfect. The last day of April is usually a sad time for me becuase I think of April as being one of the most beautiful months of all. The green is the shade that I wish leaves would be, the air is perfectly cool and dry, there are flowers everywhere and that is the way it should stay. There are pleasures from other months of the year, but I must confess that April and October are my favorites.