Island of Green

As is all too frequent lately with climate change, a wave of deadly storms and numerous tornadoes just surged across the country again, particularly the deep south, causing extreme destruction.  And as is often the case, the worst of it missed our area, mostly dumping inches of rain.  I’m constantly thankful for this one good aspect of living in this location, for as long as it lasts.  It’s like we’re an island, or an eye, in a growing tempest.

Almost overnight, it’s a green and flowering world out here.  Tulips are the latest to start blooming.  I’m still searching in vain for any signs of all the native woodland spring ephemerals I’ve repeatedly seeded around the house.  The ground we inherited must have been poisoned indeed.  But I continue to hope and keep trying.

Pies are one thing there’s no shortage of around here.  (We really do like pie.)  Here’s a cherry cheesecake pie by E.

 

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