Nothing says First Day of Spring like arctic snowdrifts and red weather alerts… Add a couple of medical emergencies, closures and cancellations, some school disappointments and a handful of general chaos and there go a couple of weeks I’m not going to miss. It’s not very surprising that no painting got done. Today, though, it was fifteen degrees warmer and I managed to get two hours in before it got dark and the plaintive scratching of kids in search of dinner stopped play. There are three or four things planned and ready to go and I may even have a scheme of what to do next. Though I might have to weld myself into a shipping container to get it done.