Ay yi yi amigas and amigos, Saturday was a brutally busy day in ye olde flower shop.
As the lights were being dimmed and the music turned off I grabbed a flower here and there, came home, stuck them in a pitcher of water and headed for the bath.
Sunday, close to dusk, I finally had a moment to check out my loot. But where was it? I usually have more FITH on a Wednesday...
So the pickings are slim but I hope to distract you with the promise of the recipe for Elle's fabulous fondant au clementines in the days to come.
As you dream of a forkful of this dense, flavorful cake, open your eyes and drink in the beauty of this ginornomous ranunculus from Japan.
And the much smaller but equally fabulous one from California.
Together they're unforgettable.
In the kitchen I have a little vase of seeded eucalyptus and liarope.
And in the other window, gardenia greens and a few pale pink Japanese sweet peas.
Dishwashing, now a sensory experience, not a chore.
He always showed how big his brave was.
Even at dusk the dining room feels full of sunshine with a vintage blue mason jar stuffed full of branches of double blooming forsythia.
Ahhhhh, feeling better?
Winter doldrums banished?
What have you done to brighten up the world this February?
Invite us in.