Signs of spring, resistance, chop wood carry water

 Local signs of spring

First sighting of daffodils along the street, and some art chalking.

Yesterday's Textiles and Tea was a technical disaster, and I hope they give it another try at some point. From sound distortion to freezing to signal loss to repeated desperate display of the intro slide, it was impossible to get more than this, but I had got screenshots of these works and the speaker slide, so you can follow up if you want.  So sorry for the technicians when this sort of thing happens, just a bad day at the office.

Anyway, here she is

And a reminder 

I guess those of us who knew no Ukrainian before now know the Glory to Ukraine motto.

Meanwhile those of us fortunate enough to chop wood carry water, are doing our bit. Sock Ministry knitting is happening.

And last night's dinner went over just fine, Handsome Son doing great justice to the menu of spaghetti, meatballs and garlic bread, and the lacy doily cookies, too.

I had roasted a head of garlic in olive oil, 45 at 400°f,  wrapped in foil, to reduce the cloves to butter consistency.  Then scooped out and mixed it with oil and butter, spread on slices of bread, reassembled the slices tightly like a loaf, wrapped in foil, warmed  through in the oven so  it came hot to the table. 

The sauce was a can of tomatoes, mashed, knob of butter, sprig of curry leaves, simmered for a while. Anyway it was good and there are leftovers, also good.

Happy day, blogistas. Hoping for better days for Ukraine and the generous Poles and Hungarians opening their homes to refugees.