Clearly our lawn needs mowing - or more locally, "needs mowed." But I love the look of dandelions gone to seed in the spring, thinking of all the unwished wishes...

Possibly a companion to the blue leg of a couple of weeks ago.

Sweet and sour, a taste to make me think of warmer days.

Paper on the table. A very temporary and accidentally beautiful object.

Left on the sofa by a sleepy child. (Her second favorite animal.)

Made felted slippers - cozy for early May.

Homemade fruit drink: dark and sweet and intensely flavored. Frozen black raspberries blended with seltzer. Each sip anticipates summer.

We were out of the house for most of the day. (And now I'm sleepy.)

Drawing an apple and then painting it. Listening to rain. Thinking about repetition.

Yesterday's melon - sweet watery quench, crunch - after supper.

A day of overlapping small technical difficulties at work. Eventually each problem got resolved, but by the end of the day I felt nibbled and fractious and unable to concentrate. What helped? Walking home. Stopping at the grocery store and buying a seedless watermelon. Fixing and eating a healthy supper. Talking. Listening. Drawing. Knowing that I'll sleep tonight to the sound of spring rain on leaves,

Stayed up late to watch primary returns, then drew my fountain pen.

We got some colored woolen fleece over the weekend, and have been playing with felt-making. We learned how to make beads, and then night before last I made this bowl. (Router trouble last night - sorry about the late post.)

So much is coming into leaf so quickly now. I notice buds on the Rosa rugosa this afternoon, while I am sitting on the front steps with the Sunday paper. The stone base of a porch column is warm against my back. A neighbor stops by for a moment, and then she goes back inside to watch the end of the hockey game. Children play baseball and then soccer in our back yards, before - and after - supper, even though it is a school night.

I don't think about the fragrance of limes until I have a bag or bowl full of them on the counter. (Went grocery shopping late this afternoon.)

Thanks for your patience, and for letting me know that comment registration emails weren't coming through. I think I've figured out what I needed to reset in my blogging software - and the registration process should now work. (Fingers crossed.)

In the past week, three in the household went to the dentist for checkups. Now we have clean teeth, and around the house are various small tubes of toothpalte.

Home later than usual this evening and just wanted quiet conversation, the morning's paper, and then to read online for a while. So that was what I did. Simple supper: cheese, crackers, and a glass of wine.

As I see it this evening.

Maybe it's having just read Clay Shirky's talk on Gin, Television, and Social Surplus, or maybe not. Tonight I find the television more interesting to look at when it's turned off.