spring things

Witness a miracle: the orchid given to me for my birthday has bloomed again...never mind that this is the only one out of five blossoms to open. This tiny lion face is lighting up the corner of my room for a second time this year.

Inspired by the overpriced fare at a certain coffee chain, I set out to reproduce their lemon scones. Made all the more delicious since I didn't have to go anywhere to eat them...except back to bed of course. These are several times larger than their mass produced counterparts. Just add coffee and some new magazines and the world is all right.

We celebrated Ostara last week as a family, conducting a simple ritual picnic style on the floor. We planted seeds infused with wishes for what we want to grow in our lives...then decorated eggs from our prolific hens, drawing on symbols and designs to represent things we want to integrate. These we ate, with mindfulness, for breakfast.

The outer and the inner made manifest. Sweet times shared with intention. It all feels right.