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In Praise of Yellow
The sweetest floral centerpiece I ever saw had buttercups in it. The hostess picked them from her own lawn and jammed them every which way into her swanky floral arrangement. As little as…
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A Seventeen Spring
As much as I love my vintage Back-to-School Seventeen’s, when April comes around, I like to pull out my handful of spring numbers. Seventeen makes even dull rainy April days look like fun. …
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Lilac Season
A friend told me yesterday that she is allergic to lilacs. She had my complete sorrow and sympathy. I can’t imagine spring without them. We had several bushes of lilacs on my street…
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Flowers and Mothers
Lily of the Valley or Muguet de Bois, is the quintessential flower of spring. Along with lilacs which burst into bloom the second week in May each year, spring bouquets are the most…
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Lessons in Botany
Some dresses you never forget. One of mine, a white pique I wore in the third grade is with me still. I remember this dress partly because it was my spring dress the…
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Mine is the Sunlight
Our funny hippie bus driver in high school played his radio on our long rides to school. In the spring, he cranked up “morning” songs for us, such as Cat Steven’s “Morning Has…
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Dear Void
Before work yesterday, I ran into Home Goods to buy a box of the most exquisite cream-colored candles that I’ve seen in years. As usual, I created an extra errand because when I…
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Spring Charms
I used to think my modest house took on its beauty only by candlelight. But that was before I had a new front door installed with a half-moon transom built into the top.…
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The Big Tease
Lace is a big tease – it both provokes and conceals. The women above are all “laced up” but they’re not telling any secrets…except to each other. Today’s lace is different – it’s…
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Spring Miscellany
Last month I saw the film The Woman in Gold with my daughter. I was not expecting to be so swept away by the plight of Maria Altmann as she attempts to…
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Seven Daffodils
Today I left my handbag in a grocery cart at the market. I remember pushing the cart into a train of other carts and then driving home. I didn’t notice for several hours that…
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Spring’s Blithe Spirit
Pussy willows are such a welcome harbinger of spring. Soft as kittens’ ears but built on sturdy stalks, they are the essence of the season’s changeableness. They used to be plentiful when I was a girl but…
