In Just- spring

Apparently all it took for me to start feeling spring-y was a trip to Whole Foods.

These daffodils were $2, and the strawberries were on sale, so I wound up with 3 containers.  They didn’t smell like much and needed a bit of sugar and a sprinkling of lemon to taste strawberry-ish, but then they were quite nice.  

We took the dogs for a walk, and last week’s now is melting off, and there are no icy places– a big bonus when one’s spinal column still feels rather delicate. We saw more daffodils, plus hyacinths, tulips, and dandelions. (I know some hate them but I never have.  And Rose eats them.)  It was lovely and mild, even at 7:00 in the evening.

After our walk, I made biscuits and turned the strawberries into shortcake: .  If that doesn’t say spring, I’m not sure what does.  Well, besides e.e. cummings:

In Just-

spring when the world is mud-

luscious the little

lame baloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come

running from marbles and

piracies and it’s

spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer

old baloonman whistles

far and wee

and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it’s

spring

and

the

goat-footed

baloonMan whistles

far

and

wee

–e.e. cummings