Some years Spring comes early. Well, not really early, but earlier. And some years Spring doesn't really seem to elude the long fingers of Winter until June. I'm actually not exaggerating this time (I always speak in hyperbole)... as ten years ago, when my youngest sister got married on the FIRST warm day of the year--May 22--, we're looking at June and it seems like I might not need my down parka this week. ( I did see fur-lined hoods last week, for the record.) I know, don't move here.
My tulips are belying my words. But somehow these tough little flowers managed to bloom during the moments of hope, when the sun shined.
With the plentiful Spring rains, comes plentiful Spring mud. One of these girls is headed off to high school next fall. What will I do, watching my little neighborhood friends grow up?!
Do you know the book "The Blueberry Pie Elf?" I have my own in the house! Bilbo made two blueberry pies on Saturday, and Legolas just had to have the leftovers for "breakfast" on Sunday!
I have this baby.
Love of my life.
My "kitchen madonna" (have you read Rumor Godden's "The Kitchen Madonna?"). Must read for littles.
There are my quick takes for the day!