You can smell the rain in the dry desert air. The wind is gusting, making things rattle, squeak and moan outside. It isn't too often that the forecast says 100% chance of rain around here. Yet, there is still a possibility that it won't rain at my house but will rain a quarter mile down the road.
Tombstone's historic courthouse waiting for rain as it looks from my back porch this morning. The clouds are rolling by quite fast and the wind is pushing the winter bare tree branches around. I can see some of the birds flapping like crazy against the wind but not going much of anywhere.
It's going to be a good afternoon to turn the space heater on and work on some beadwork. I have some light ecru pearl 8/0's out for a background. Now I need 5 spring flower colors. I have a matte green for leaves and a good yellow. I need to root around for 4 more colors that makes you think of specific flowers.
Sometimes I think the hardest part of any project is deciding on what colors to use
I guess you could say that March is coming in like a lion here in Southern Arizona.