Welcome to my perfumed garden

And I've been doing the traditional spring clean. Seven bloody hours and I'm knackered, thank all the gods I only have a tiny house. But it's all done, thankfully. The house is shiny and bright, Drew the neighbour's cat is still here, refusing to leave us. The snow is moderate; about three, four inches, but starting to fall fast out there.

I'm all bathed and fragrant, all the candles are new and lit, there's a pasta salad chilling, an apple-lemon crumble in the oven and a rather lovely South African Chardonnay in my glass and a new mood theme on my LJ! ::points at Vic and Bob. Grins like a loony::

Happy Candlemas everyone.