According to the calendar, today is the first day of spring. Of course, an arbitrary date on a calendar doesn’t necessarily line up with what a body might be experiencing. A friend of mine, the writer Linda Grimes, uploaded a video of the snow gently falling in her front yard this morning. For her and her East coast counterparts, spring feels a bit off. And, of course, out here on the West coast, spring began creeping into being several weeks ago.
Sitting down at my kitchen table this morning, I realized the trees along the creek have leaves on them. I don’t remember there being leaves on them yesterday. But they are certainly there today. The dogwoods in my yard still are leafless and the big maple across the field still is in pre-bud form. But those birches across the way definitely unfurled their leaves in the past few days. Continue reading
I have found that I often think of my new house as feeling like a tree house and thus, describe it that way in spite of having its foundation firmly in the ground. I suppose it’s the best of both worlds, really. Firmly connected to the earth but feeling the lightness of the air. From the street, it looks like one kind of house, yet from the back of the lot, it looks like another. It’s both a bit of this and that.
But at night, when I turn off the lights and get ready for bed, I almost always pause and look out my windows. And I feel like I live in a tree house. And then, when I take the dog out in the early morning shadows of the taller houses near us, there is no mistake that I live very close to the ground indeed. As the only house in my neighborhood with a daylight basement, my house is a little of this and a lot of that. Continue reading
Today is many things in addition to when we literature fans celebrate William Shakespeare’s birth. That seems like as good of a reason to eat lemon meringue pie as I can come up with right now. Of course, there are others. Such as:
- Today is my sister’s first wedding anniversary. Which means that one year ago today, I got up a tad earlier than usual and made her a lemon meringue pie. It was their “bride and groom” celebratory slice as they had pies for their wedding reception rather than cake.
- Lemon meringue pie is a lovely striation of yellow and whites and hues of creamy tans. Always reminds me of sunshine and the beach.
- Lemon meringue pie is both sweet and sour. Rather like life, don’t you think?
- A lemon meringue pie isn’t terribly hard to make but it looks exotic and rarely graces our “everyday” table — it is saved for what seems like special occasions.
- If you do everything right and follow the directions perfectly, the meringue just might weep and pull away from the crust anyway. It will taste exactly the same even if its appearance may seem disappointing. It is a good reminder that sometimes what matters most is not what we see with our eyes but with our other senses.
- Ask any lemon meringue pie eater about what lemon meringue makes them think of…the stories are beautiful and filled with people who made a difference in their lives.
- When the sun shines, like it is today, lemon meringue pie is like sun beams on your tongue.
Just a quick little note before I head on over the the Boomer Lifestyle show at the Portland Expo Center. Baby Boomer. Such a fun little name. Unlike Generation X. Come on Douglas Coupland, that’s all the better you could do? I know, I sound like a judger and all that, but I feel like I’m either just a chromosome or a mark on a map.
You all have a great weekend and if you’re living large like me, enjoy the sunshine. I’m grooving on my sweet little bursts of sunshine out in my front flowerbeds.