The results of a keep-busy project on a cold, cold Sundary are not, however, good for weight control as the temptation is there to eat them hand over fist.
As Easter approaches, I am reminded that we spent the first Sunday morning of Lent attending a Matins service at Westminister Abbey. It was just a few weeks ago but it now seems like another lifetime and another world. The grass was green in London. The daffs and crocuses were in bloom and people were sitting on the grass in St. James Park, reading books. And Sophie, in France, sent a picture this past week of her garden and how I envyed her the greenery and the long, long growing season.
Outside the kitchen window here, I will not see the knee-high ferns fully unfurled or the leaves fully out until sometime in late May or early June!
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