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i made up a thing the other day that makes me outrageously happy every time i eat it. i call it creamy crunchy spring green bowl.
i described it to artemis via text like this:
ever since having a lesson in ikebana whilst living in northern california, i look at arranging flowers in an entirely different way. it really helps to have collected some gorgeous specialty vases in the most unlikely places.
cherry blossoms are from the tree in our front yard; azaleas from one of our many prolific shrubs.
ander accompanied me to opening day of the festival of spring at burnside farms
it was unseasonably hot, and sunny enough to lightly redden my unprotected skin, with far too many sad small friends crying for all the various reasons that small friends cry.
but once we made it to the shaded area to wait to pay for the extra flowers and bulbs i picked, and then to the air conditioned comfort of the minivan, and then to a kfc drive-thru to get lunch, all was once again right with the world.
this is not my photo. i didn't have my camera with me when i went outside the other morning to pick clover for littlefoot's breakfast. but i looked at it carefully and imprinted the image in my mind to look it up later on the computer.
what i saw was a celestrina ladon, aka spring azure butterfly. i am blessed.
photo lifted from wikipedia, which labels it thusly: Male, Cougar Mountain Regional Wildland Park, Washington, United States |