the weather has been unseasonably warm for weeks and we’ve had a lot of rain which means the grass is going to need to be mowed if it keeps up!
super unusual for the upper midwest. i can’t recall ever having green grass this far into winter.
walking along and this leaf catches my eye and for whatever reason i first think of leaves of grass and then wonder what the latin word is for change. ah, right, mutatio. random neural firing remnants of a liberal arts education i suppose.
it makes me smile to see an easter egg odin made with grandmother sitting in a basket odin made at school filled with real easter grass that grows and grows and grows. i like that odin makes the basket every year as a vibrant and tangible reminder that spring and its promise of renewal is, literally, right around the corner.
and it’s much more pleasant smelling and soothing to the senses than that nasty plastic grass 🙂
this year the school used rye, i believe, which grew an astonishing inch per day and goes from seed to needing a trim in about a week.
next year we’ll need hopefully dye some eggs from The Girls.