Hmmm...I thought I had more to say. Ah well, maybe later. Hope y'all are having a good week.
Image Notebook
I washed two jam jars and painted them with stained glass paints -- one a translucent red, the other an opaque cobalt blue. Filled halfway with blue glass pebbles, a little water, a paperwhite bulb nestled above. Over the last week they grew in the sunlight, small green sprout shooting higher and higher until they were taller than my arm is long. Lovely small white flowers at the top -- but they smelled wrong. I remember the scent from last year as spring rain; these smell more complex, less pure. And I do not know if it is the bulbs, or my memory, or me, that has changed.
