Stephanie's Studio

                                          (Ploughman in the Fields near Arles--Vincent Van Gogh) I was listening to the weather report the other day, as we living in these heavily snow-covered regions are known to do, quite frequently mind you, when I heard a weatherman saying it was already spring. I know I have a tendency to get busy with my work, losing track of time occasionally but how had spring escaped me, I thought as I searched for my fur-covered snow boots? Then I listened more closely. He was explaining meteorological spring. He said it is kind of like a bookkeeping matter. The date is handily assigned to the beginning of the month, when spring will occur to make things smoother. Smoother? Really? Nevertheless, in this case the assigned date was March 1st. If you have been reading my blog or books for a while, you know I get pretty excited about the changing of the...