I was writing in my journal a few minutes ago, and stopped to marvel at the almost-overnight change in the garden.
The first daffodils are blooming.
The lilac is showing its buds. The dogwood too.
Purple and white crocus are in bloom as well.
Hummingbirds have migrated as far north as central Arkansas. They will be here before Easter.
Come, sweet Spring!
Sunday, March 24
Cheesy breakfast muffins
Caesar salad
Cheese and ham quiche, fresh fruit
[An edit: I am re-arranging breakfast plans this week, since I made sourdough bread Saturday evening/Sunday morning.]
Monday, March 25
The rest of the muffins
Turkey and cheese on sourdough
Scalloped potatoes, salad
Tuesday, March 26
Bacon and eggs
The rest of the quiche
Scrounge something for dinner
Wednesday, March 27
French toast, sausage
Lunch meeting at Schneithorst’s
Fried potatoes and kielbasa
Thursday, March 28
Bacon and eggs
The rest of the scalloped potatoes
Gyoza and cucumber salad
Friday, March 29
Breakfast at Southwest Diner
Chinese food at lunch at school
Steak and such for dinner
Saturday, March 30
Bacon and eggs
Quick cheese and crackers between lessons
Mini-meatloaves and green beans
At the grocer’s:
As I was cleaning out some things last week, I saw this note in Mom’s handwriting, tucked into a box with what was probably her first computer. That computer is now in the electronics recycling bin.
Her writing, though, is etched in my memory, and quite happily.
