In sheltered spots with a sunny exposure, a new season stirs.
If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And from thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left,
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.Moslih Eddin Saadi
Gulistan (Garden of Roses)
Just up from York Street Kitchen, painted flowers brighten the window of The Clay Cafe no matter what the weather.
Out front of The Annex Room, they’re using icicle pansies and pussy willow branches to give us a taste of spring.
This seems to be the Spring that can’t make up its mind. It’s sunburn one day, blizzards the next. The flowers are holding back, waiting for better weather.
The people of Stratford are coping in a variety of ways, including putting out displays of cheerfully fake flowers, like this one at the window of York Street Kitchen.
It’s raining far too much for breakfast on the deck this week. But we’re not complaining. The way the wind was howling last night, we fully expected to wake up to snow this morning.
Sunny yellow flowers to go with sunny tomato and spinach omelettes (sorry Leif!)
And if you look in the back, under the window, you’ll see the barbeque we picked up this morning. Summer is on it’s way!
Have a delicious weekend, everyone!
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