Ahh, March. Month of hope and betrayal.
Temperatures creeping ever so slowly above zero, the promise of melting snow and maybe, just maybe, the possibility of breaking the winter cycle of home- car-work-car-home-car-grocery store-car-pub-car-home.
But it was not a completely bleak mid-winter. On one of my car-store excursions, I stumbled upon an 80% off end-of-season fabric sale. It took a bit of searching, but I found some suitable ringwraith cloak fabric for this year's costumes. I bought all they had left. Ten metres. We'll see how many ringwraiths I can squeeze out of that.
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