In the late morning, Mom and I went to the Amish market. It was busy, but it was a productive trip.
After we got home, I looked at the 'Mammoth Yellow' crocuses on the side of the hill. I think 'mammoth' may be a bit of poetic license, but they are cheerful.
I lay down for a while after lunch. After dinner, Dad and I watched a DVD of "The House with a Clock in Its Walls." I remember the book being very spooky when I was a tween.