Hi,
Today was a great day for signs of spring. Steven likes to buy me
flowers every weekend as part of his Valentine's gift. The trip to
the flower store for locally grown roses (yellow this week) takes me by a window with what seems like
the ideal portrait chair (covet, covet). Today in front of that window
there were tulips getting ready to come up. It's still mighty cold,
but the bike is out of the snow bank (abandoned), and children are
walking along in T-shirts and shorts. Not me. It's spring, but with
a crisp chill in the air. We bought pansies and stuck them in our
huge planters out front. They look a bit lost, but I love them
I picked some. Yes! And brought them in to put in a little jug.
Expect a Pansie painting soon, when the marking is done.
Have a creatively flowering day!
2 comments:
pansies! when I was little, in Winnipeg, I ate all my grandmothers' pansies, cleaned out the whole patch. a celebration to spring.
Wow. I didn't know you were so uprooted. I've been thinking about
immigration, and how it affects us.
And I've been thinking that even when
you move a few blocks you feel uprooted, but imagine moving countries, or like you from the Midwest to the east coast. That's funny that you ate an entire pansy
patch. You had gumption even as a
little child.
Barbara
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