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Spring has officially sprung. If it weren’t raining, I’d be running out taking pictures to show you my daffodil that finally put forth a nice yellow bloom. Our Asian pear tree #1 has also sprouted flowers this year, which is a new development. It is now two years old, which means that this is the year we should see fruit, providing that Asian pear tree #2, which is a bit runtier and slower on the uptake, manages to pollinate it properly.

I wonder if it would be weird if I dig up the pear trees and take them with me when we move. Or, y’know, pollinate them manually. Is that legal?

We’re also on year two for strawberries and raspberries, but year one for blueberries, so we should alternate a bit. I think this means that I need to plant some more two year fruiting plants this year, but I’m told that the remaining part of the garden is going to tomatoes. OR ELSE.

Hey, I know which side my bread is buttered on.

It’s been the loveliest weekend ever. My birthday is tomorrow, which means that I’ve given myself full permission to not be productive, which I generally fail at. (Note: took up knitting in order to be able to sit in a room with others while they watch TV.) This morning I took a big long bath in our big long bathtub, while reading The Intentional Spinner, which is clearly some kind of sickness. I was on the chapter about how people harvest gossamer, which is a word all of the readers in the audience will have heard of. What they might not realize is that this means *spiders*, which is not really what I wanted to be thinking about while in the tub located in the basement. But I did learn that spiders make no fewer than five different types of thread, one of which turns into gossamer. McCuin gives helpful suggestions on which bit of the web to collect. I am not squeamish about bugs (unless discovered without a proper introduction, but I believe no one will look down on screaming in *that* situation), but I think it’s going to be a very long time before I go out with a used toilet paper roll and start collecting.

But as it’s filament, not fiber, all you need to do is ply it, rather than spin singles and then ply. But it did come out of a spider.

I spent part of the afternoon sewing an eye pillow. I finally got my sewing machine back up and running, after some disasters with breaking the needle on it and trying to find the correct replacement. I went through a period where I made eye pillows and sold them, as they’re pretty fabulously easy sewing. There wasn’t much profit in it, so I gave it up, but I had a request. I was reminded about how much I hate sewing, which is probably because I just don’t know how to do it very well or easily. I took a class when I was about eleven, but I’d be interested in taking another one to try and learn a bit more. Of course, I need another hobby like a hole in the head, but I keep accumulating a basket of masculine clothing with holes that I’m apparently expected to fix and it’s starting to take over my desk. I’d also really like to sew some dresses for myself. Dresses that fit and cover all relevant parts (which includes knees, in my book) and are sold commercially are basically nonexistent.

We finished off the night with a giant and delicious Easter dinner the house of friends, which was delightful. I’ve been working on a Shipwreck Shawl on and off for the last year and have finally gotten down to the netty bit, which I somehow failed to realize meant fifty rows of YO, K2tog. Yawn. But it’s great knitting for sitting around a living room while digesting your carrot cake and Fragelica coffee.

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