Tuesday, March 2, 2010

what I was doing when March stopped by

mindfulness: a time to read, usually in bed at night or perhaps at kitchen table while waiting for the potatoes to boil

fruitfulness: a time to plan when to begin planting the tiny lettuce and spinach seeds in the raised beds outside my kitchen window, where the daffodils are stretching from their long winter nap

wellness: a time to warm the cold hands and fortify with hot drinks laced with honey and lemon

Welcome March!

tea relish

Funny how little things scurry into my mind these days. Things "au nouveau" that prick interest, the voice in the back of my mind ...