1) The star magnolia in front of the house is slowly beginning to bloom. This will usher in the three weeks of the year my house is at its most beautiful. That thing has grown as high as the windowsills on the third floor.
2) How did our mothers plan three meals a day? I was saying to a friend last night how much I miss restaurants, where you can sit down, choose something, and whoosh, they bring it right out to you. But then, dining out has been one of my favorite things to do since childhood.
2a) And did I mention that my oven isn’t working? On the other hand, that has been the impetus for me to experiment beyond flinging a chicken breast into the oven! I think I’m going to turn my hand to kedgeree this weekend, which I have never attempted.
3) I’ve made a mostly successful effort to avoid the news this week, weakening only during the cocktail hour yesterday. I remain deeply anxious about the global and national situations; it’s tough not to feel powerless.