It's been a quiet week, here in Grass Valley.
Spring has sprung a little leak. Rain is good. It's keeping all the daffodils happy. I haven't taken any spring photos, yet. So many trees are blooming around the area, and daffodils are planted everywhere. I was reading that the Master Gardeners up here plant thousands and thousands along our little freeway every autumn, and it shows. I don't know how, exactly, I'll get a picture of that--maybe from one of the bridges. When the weather brightens up.
Rachel was here for several days. She was preparing more school apps (Columbia and I-forget-where) and packing up all the stuff she's kept at our house since Christmas. This weekend, she's moving into a house in Truckee with a friend, where she'll stay until school starts. She hasn't had such a stable domicile since mid-August, last year, and she's looking forward to it. And, it's only an hour away.
Before she left, yesterday, however, we squeezed in a lunch out and a movie. "Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day". We liked it. Fluffy, but fun. London in the late thirties. Very stylized--very symmetrical. We enjoyed Frances McDormand, as usual. Not the most demanding roll. But amusing.
Dylan is busy designing furniture and website/business cards in preparation for a couple of major design conferences. He and Charlie have a small booth at one in New York in May. Now, we learn that his twisty shelves have caught the eye of two organizations that showcase new designers. One will be as a part of the New York event. Another is for a similar event next month in Phoenix. He has to build and ship pieces for both, since they'll be displayed for the duration of the event in each case. It's a very good sign and he's pretty happy about it. But getting the extra pieces made and shipped in time will be a challenge. Stay tuned.
Other than that, a very quiet week, indeed...
