Hello friends. Another day in the neighborhood. My thoughts are on spring already. I know we have a long time until it gets here but I don't think it hurts to dream about it. I'm dreaming about a quiet picnic in the country. Doesn't that sound wonderful? A basket filled with some good sharp cheese, a baguette of french bread, and some beautiful ripe peaches. Oh, my! My mouth is watering just thinking about it. I think I'll keep my mind occuppied with those thoughts instead of what's happening in the world today. I've been keeping myself busy with my crocheting. I'd like to have about fifty dishrags done by the time the farmers market opens here in June. I don't think that will b...