ANY color. But, is white a color? Is it the lack of color? Is it the color of your soul when all hope of spring is GONE?? As I groped my way to the sliding glass door this morning to let the dogs out ....it was white. Completely, utterly, totally, miserably. White. Sigh. It made me feel like (mis)quoting Edgar Allan Poe all day: When shall Spring cometh? Quoth the Raven: Nevermore.
Juno sat outside in stunned silence:
|That large, dark blob is Juno in her stunned state.|
So I decided to concentrate on any color other than white:
|Two Potato Scallop - pure yumminess.|
|Ribbon salad in Easter Colors.|
|This year's Easter Eggs|
|Eggs for my niece and her son.|
Unfortunately, my niece and grand-nephew did not make it to Vermont for Easter. He had a bad cold and we couldn't chance spreading germs to the nonagenarians. We were all disappointed, but we had fixed up an amazing basket for the little squirt, which his grandmother was dropping off on her way back. That left four of us with an amazing amount of food. Which we bravely dealt with. Although I am not a consumer of Jello as a rule, I had decided to make the ribbon salad for Cyrus because it was pretty and all kids like Jello, right? The two potato scallop turned out great, having been adult-icized with chopped fresh herbs and garlic-infused cream. Goodgollymissmolly. My sister brought ham and we had two appetizers. Since we ate in the middle of the day and I am NOT used to that much food that early (or at any time), I could barely move after dinner/supper. I convinced my sister that a walk was in order, and that really helped get the blood flowing in other places than our stomachs. It was a lovely day.
(This morning was also the first time in a long time - years - that I was anxious to get to work. Because I knew that, once over the mountain, there would be no white.)