For the first time in years, we are having an actual Spring. Which is lasting for more than 2 days. It is a real spring, with long, warmish days and nights which are cool but not frosty. My favorite of all of the flowering trees is the weeping cherry - I love weeping trees of all manner - whose pink flowers look like fantastical butterflies.
Last week at Alana's, I had asparagus with a fried duck egg on top. Always the first sign of spring.
This week at Rigsby's, I had a sauteed ramp. Heaven on a plate.
I can almost feel my happiness and inspiration being rebuilt, brick by brick. Or maybe leaf by leaf, as the case may be.
