For the next few weeks, Monday has been given over to pictures of my dogwood tree, whose limbs are beginning the seasonal transition that I love so much. In the meantime, after days of cold grey skies we were treated to sunlight yesterday afternoon and again today. It's still quite cold, with temps in the 40s and a stiff breeze to remind me that the first day of Spring happens in March and follows the last day of Winter. Even so, it is finally Spring and March cannot last forever. To celebrate, I am declaring Wednesdays to be Tulip Wednesdays.
Monday's snow and sleet has melted and these blooms are on their way.
Just when I think Donald Trump can’t be more disgraceful, he manages to be worse. Living in hope is a challenge with this government in charge and yet I will persist. I like to read (I just finished Elena Ferrante’s My Brilliant Friend), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… fireflies at twilight, lanterns with tiny lights, my freshened front porch, laughter, air conditioning, visits to my fairy garden, tomato blooms, flower bouquets, tiny zinnia flowers, antique Mason jars, striped t-shirts, iced tea, summer’s relaxation, a pile of books to be read, chambray napkins, supper on the back deck, sleeping in, birds chirping, backyard bunnies, cutting the grass, and the sweaty feel of a good workout.