Vernal Vigor
by Chung Dong-muk
When the mighty wave surges
Over the icy cold water
Spring will shake off winter
Like a farewell to an old flame
Like dazzling wildflowers
The mouth opens
To breathe in the warm southern winds
Summer, fall, and winter will return
But none of this before
Spring, bright with laughter, has bloomed.


And right on time, the snowdrops on Baldy Hill have arrived. 🙂 Happy spring!!


yarn along


I am joining Ginny’s Yarn Along again this week, sharing what we’re making and reading.

It may still be winter, as evidenced by our garden still hiding beneath a glacier half a meter deep, but I have mentally at least made the shift to spring. Sure, I may be tucked in with a hot water bottle, but my mind drifts with imaginings of daffodils, fresh asparagus, and cotton. 🙂

So with the shop winding down for the season, I am knitting for me for a change — a nice bright airy cheerful cowl using O-wool and a mohair/merino blend. It’s almost finished and I love how it’s turned out. 🙂 Also refreshing our bath with new organic cotton washcloths,,,,

On the reading side, I’ve been working through my stack of magazines this week, again seeking springtime inspiration — on the table, around the homestead, in my closet, for my work. I’m happy to report it’s working. And thankfully spring arrives in just 15 days. 🙂


pancake tuesday


Around here, this Tuesday before Ash Wednesday, the chatter is all about fasnachts, a rather bland fluffy doughnut that is served up slathered with turkey syrup (which contains no turkey, by the way). To be honest, even as a treat-starved child I never really found them exciting (shhh, don’t tell anyone).

Which is why I gladly embraced my English husband’s “Pancake Tuesday” tradition instead. He graciously agreed this morning to whip up a batch of pancakes, although admittedly his version is more crepey than traditional thick American flapjacks — still delicious, I hasten to say! His recipe is committed to memory but originally came from the brown cardboard-covered pocket notebook his mother gifted him when he left home for college. In it, she had jotted down instructions for making basic batter for Yorkshire pudding and favorites such as fish pie, as well as advice on cuts of meat and roasting root vegetables — a little treasure he’s carried with him for forty years.

At first, he was reluctant at my suggestion to add blueberries, bananas, and walnuts, along with the maple syrup, but in the end had to admit it was a winning combination and a sweet finish to our winter Carnival!