About a week before the quilt workshop in January
I cut some forsythia branches to force into bloom.
Naively I thought they would only take a week to open.
Four weeks later, I stopped looking at them, thinking it was never going to happen.
Walking into the dining room at Lily's on this rainy February morning,
I found the whole room filled with bright yellow sunshine!
It's like harvesting springtime.
Just last week I went to my first "Seamarket" which happens every
Friday at 11:00 am in the Seamark building in Deer Isle. While there today
Melissa mentioned that she had read in my blog that February was my favorite month.
Being a business woman herself she appreciated my sentiment as we all seem to
dream of February in the midst of August madness.
The warmth of community, the beauty of handmade
and the nourishment of kindness radiated within those rooms today.
I am so grateful for the chance to share in it.
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| Tinder Hearth Bread |
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| Yellow Birch Farm |
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| Fortenberry Farm |
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| a satisfied customer |
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| Turner Farm goat cheese |
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| 44 North Coffee Enjoy your weekend everyone! Kyra |
Thanks for the forsythia pics. My mom always forced forsythia and pussywillows each late winter/early spring. Once they bloomed, we would wrap the ends of a few branches in a wet towel and tin foil and bring them to our teachers.
ReplyDeleteI think I'll cut some forsythia tomorrow.
I have a similar memory with lilacs. Especially the paper towel, foil, teacher part! Nice.
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