that the cherry blossoms are beginning to bloom at the Botanical Gardens. I heard it on the news, that’s where.
I made a fantastic blackberry tart this weekend, and only felt slightly guilty over the far-flung origins of said blackberries.
I also made an orange vanilla pound cake, made with a vanilla bean mailed to me by my own dear mother, who brought them all the way from Egypt for me. Then emailed her to say thank you.
Also: Bought tulips, braised artichokes, went for long walk in sun. I think the waiting is over.
I have this phrase stuck in my head:
You have outgrown a situation and you need to focus on something more in keeping with who you are now.