The past several weeks have found me delighting in the rituals of spring. Gardening, cleaning the windows, and that most important of all-GARAGE sales. YESSSSS-second only to that week before the end of the tax year when everyone donates their junk to Goodwill so they can get a receipt for the IRS. Spring cleaning seems to yield the very finest that the dark corners of the attic have to offer. Obscure, tired artifacts eagerly awaiting the metamorphosis my twisted paintbrush has to offer.