Although disappointed for not having been discharged from Occupational Therapy only three months after my surgery, the OT, noticing the necessity of further development of the fine motor skills of my hand, has recommended, wait for it….knitting. He noticed my Summer Flies scarf and asked if I was a knitter. Yes, as a matter of fact, I AM a knitter, and although I've not been prolific in recent times, I do have ten years worth of blog posts to prove it.
This Spring in Vancouver has been spectacular. Sorry, Easterners, here in the Pac NW, Spring has sprung a month or more ahead of schedule. The early rhododendrons were blooming at the end of January. This being my birthday weekend, quince is the only shrub that's normally in bloom north of the 49th parallel. On my lunchtime walk this week I counted 22 different flowers and blossoms.
Vancouver's cherry blossoms were the subject of this week's watercolour class:
Life's a Stitch 
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