Yesterday I took a little walk at work to breathe in some moist, cold, Seattle air and look at what is blooming on campus. But here is my question: why do the trees and shrubs that bloom in the spring have such a sweet, but delicate scent. Almost undetectable at first but once you catch the slight, fragrant scent, it is complete heaven.
Oregon grape has become one of my favorite sniffs this spring.
Below, a Spring snow magnolia blossom.
I finished my last butterfly canvas last night, made from decorative envelopes and green monopoly money. I am calling it "check is in the mail". It feels so good to use up little bits and pieces of saved papers that hang about my studio in various boxes and bags.
And this entry for the grandparents. M had his big jazz concert last night. He looked so handsome in his suit and tie. Sorry, my photos are so blurry.
So now I am off to get my supply list together today.
A mentholated spirit
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