The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. –
Another return to the garden this week – the wood violets. So pretty. I am wandering around the yard saying “Hello” to all the emerging flowers – anything rather than finally get down to doing my taxes.
In a couple of weeks, the bookclub meets to choose its next season of books – seven of them. Several people have been suggesting titles. Bookclub members: you still have a few days to send me names and authors of the books you would like to read. Below are the books we are choosing from, listed in no particular order.
- Love, Dishonor, Marry, Die, Cherish, Perish: A Novel
- The Ocean at the End of the Lane
- The Scarlet Letter
- All My Puny Sorrows
- The Little Old Lady Who Broke All the Rules
- The Sea
- The Orphan Master’s Son
- The Light Between Oceans
- Three Day Road
- The Collector of Dying Breaths: A Novel of Suspense
- King Lear
- I, Claudius
- The Great Gatsby
- The Confabulist
- The Return
- Cutting for Stone
My Sparaxis is in bloom and looking blue as blue. I love these delicate early season flowers. They are always blooming by Mother’s Day and they remind me that life goes on. One of my neighbours has a huge swatch of lawn covered in sparaxis in bloom and it looks like blue snow. They spread so rapidly that if you didn’t like them, you would call them a weed. But they will be disappear a few weeks from now, as the plant dies down quickly after blooming and the corm lies dormant until the following spring.