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I had the good fortune tonight to be riding the bus back home just in time to catch the moonrise. It was in enveloped in golden mist as it floated above the Lake, which made me wonder: What makes harvest moons so spectacular is that they catch the rays of the setting sun, something that requires a certain synching up of moon cycle and day length. I quickly counted months and realised that March is six months off from October, so shouldn't the relationship between the two be roughly the same?
In any case, even more than seeing the moon I was excited to notice that there was still a glimmer of light in the western sky at nearly 8 p.m. It put me in mind of those endless June nights when the sun itself will still be in the sky at that hour. I was tempted to do some gardening this past weekend, but I know it's still a bit early. Moreover, we need to convene the Landscape Committee to determine plot allotments before we can break ground anyway. So I had to content myself with buying a pot replant the stone pine in the sunroom. Tiny steps...
Aconite, squill, reticulated iris, crocuses, even a few daffodils. But when will the real flowers start to bloom? Yesterday I was at a friend's "Daffodil Tea" and the weather felt almost balmy. It was the start of Holy Week and there were stocky men with buckets selling elaborate arrangements of palms outside the churches with primarily Hispanic congregations. I drank too much tea; a Persian tea at home, a masala chai on Devon, and three cups of Assam black with cream at Kateri's.
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monshu bought some fantastic mint at the local market that I've been brewing every chance I get. I hope they'll have fresh peas through the weekend so I can get to work on recreating that amazing fresh pea soup from the Gage for Easter dinner. It tasted too light to be all butter and cream. Time to search the Internet for recipes!
In any case, even more than seeing the moon I was excited to notice that there was still a glimmer of light in the western sky at nearly 8 p.m. It put me in mind of those endless June nights when the sun itself will still be in the sky at that hour. I was tempted to do some gardening this past weekend, but I know it's still a bit early. Moreover, we need to convene the Landscape Committee to determine plot allotments before we can break ground anyway. So I had to content myself with buying a pot replant the stone pine in the sunroom. Tiny steps...
Aconite, squill, reticulated iris, crocuses, even a few daffodils. But when will the real flowers start to bloom? Yesterday I was at a friend's "Daffodil Tea" and the weather felt almost balmy. It was the start of Holy Week and there were stocky men with buckets selling elaborate arrangements of palms outside the churches with primarily Hispanic congregations. I drank too much tea; a Persian tea at home, a masala chai on Devon, and three cups of Assam black with cream at Kateri's.
And that's not counting tisanes!
monshu bought some fantastic mint at the local market that I've been brewing every chance I get. I hope they'll have fresh peas through the weekend so I can get to work on recreating that amazing fresh pea soup from the Gage for Easter dinner. It tasted too light to be all butter and cream. Time to search the Internet for recipes!