Nothing to see here
Published on Monday March 10th, 2008
I had a deadline to meet for a proofreading job this weekend, which means my trusty red pencil is a little shorter and I have no new knitting to show you. But here’s a fair promise of spring:
Star magnolia catkins. Today they have burst open to form a constellation on my windowsill.Â
I love this tree, which grows by the back gate. Catkin comes from the 16th-century Dutch katteken, “kitten,” and plump little grey pusses they are in February, but give them a few warm days and they shake off their velvet mantles and spangle the branches.
Today was overcast with snorts of rain. I sipped a cup of lapsang souchong. And since I can’t hope to craft better poetry than the name of that smoky tea, I’m off to bed.
Posted: March 10th, 2008 at 10:38 pm
Pussy willows! We call them pussy willows in my neck of the woods. I have fond memories of cutting the branches in my grandmother’s yard in early spring and setting them up in vases just as you have. 🙂
And lapsang souchong – love it too. Wish I could find a good tea shop around here!
Posted: March 11th, 2008 at 2:21 am
I love Pussy Willows, and have a small weeping willow tree in a tub in my garden, it is a pleasure to watch it change.
Posted: March 11th, 2008 at 5:07 am
I love magnolias … the giant old magnolia tree in the front of our house may have played a role in me chosing our lemon house…but last year as the magnolias budded up we got a cold snap (10°F) and all the buds went brown (we’re at the northern limit of magnolia happiness)…I should have cut them and set them in vases.
Posted: March 11th, 2008 at 10:54 am
I love tea and the lapsang. Though today I drank my rose petal black. I love the combination of strong black tea with the heady floral scent of roses.
Posted: March 11th, 2008 at 2:10 pm
Gorgeous!