Patience, my dear, Spring is coming. Even though it snowed this week and temperatures are dropping, the earth is turning us towards the spring equinox. Someone I heard used the metaphor of weaving cloth as a metaphor for patience. Thread by thread, movement by movement, the tapestry begins to form. Seedy Saturday takes place this weekend, which is one of my benchmarks for spring. I'm looking forward to buying a big bouquet of pussy willows.