It's not all green, all the time around here, of course.
A primrose from a local grower, just right for another blue pot.
I found this yarn at the Norwich Farmers' Market, too:
Extra fine merino and angora, too blue and too soft to leave behind, even though the vendor only had one skein.
My very favorite spring shoes:
And then there's this:
Which is about as fast as I feel - a blue blur - when I'm riding down the road on this:
A terribly unflattering portrait of my birthday present from D.
Given that it took me two months to pick out my bike, I don't feel quite so tardy announcing that the winner (randomly chosen) of the long-ago birthday drawing is: