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A funny thing happened on the way to the studio. My gears got all twisted and torqued. This was not at all what I had planned and yet it felt very right. Everyone in Seattle keeps talking like Spring is here. I say it is not so. My garden journel suggests that we have a ways to go. Some years that "ways" is riddled with random snow. However, there are crocus in my yard. The tips of other bulbs are squeezing up through the cold soil. Just for a few hours it was good to think like the masses.