Little Ita received an invitation in the mail to our second annual First Day of Spring Tea Party in the backyard. Happy Vernal Equinox!
Guests:
One of the guests was at perfect sniffing level.
I was then able to use that which marks the change of season to me, my beloved clothesline. We've been apart for nearly five months and look at her, strung up with diapers. How glad I am to have part of the family chores be outside, folding clothes that smell like outside, nothing compares.
But what is one to do when the birds don't know it's there?
Why send out a written invitation of course!
Guests:
- Baby
- Mama
- Little Ita
- Two friends
- Nettles tea
- Sliced banana
- Amaranth graham crackers
- Chickpeas in olive oil with salt
One of the guests was at perfect sniffing level.
The day after that appointed first day of Spring, the sun came out to make it official.
I was then able to use that which marks the change of season to me, my beloved clothesline. We've been apart for nearly five months and look at her, strung up with diapers. How glad I am to have part of the family chores be outside, folding clothes that smell like outside, nothing compares.
Next on the agenda for Springtime rituals, filling the bird feeder.
But what is one to do when the birds don't know it's there?
Why send out a written invitation of course!
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