Instead, I did my taxes and applied for jobs and packed up some boxes and in the afternoon I escaped for a quick visit to Wickham Park, a beautiful set of gardens in which the Fiasco and I would like to get married someday. There were cherry trees blooming:
sock models smiling:
Beribboned Wrists shining:
and shadows snuggling:
It was a good day, I had really needed that. Just a couple more weeks until things calm down! In the meantime I'll be working on this snazzy-yet-soothing scarf:
Sometimes simple is best.