The word of the day for April 8, 2007 is “paschal” — noun 1 : EASTER. 2 : PASSOVER.
We drove up through the Flint Hills again yesterday to spend Easter weekend with Claudia. The sand plums are in bloom—delicate branches of purple froth against the barely waking cottonwoods and rhododendrons. The fields are a patchwork of yellow-brown stubble and the various greens of winter wheat, hay and burgeoning soybeans. For some reason, the person in charge of the camera forgot to charge the batteries so there are no photos.
Yesterday evening, we had a lemon-pepper pork tenderloin for supper. Today for luncheon we ordered take-out from Famous Dave’s Barbeque. Famous Dave has an excellent sauce, but his dry ribs are excellent for those who can’t handle all the spices. On the way home, we stopped at Jo’s—nothing like inviting your way to supper. She fed us roast lamb and asparagus—and Tres Leches cake, which was wonderful. I may never get back on my diet.
The quote for today is from Wallace Stevens (1879–1955), U.S. poet. Letter, April 23, 1916. Letters of Wallace Stevens, no. 202, ed. Holly Stevens (1967): Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood
;^) Jan
1 comment:
Well you sure had a lovely Easter day. All that food sounds wonderful...Like you I also love to see all the blossom on the trees at this time of the year. The cherry blossom is just about to come into full bloom, I think that is my favourite. the May blossom will be the next to bloom and the smell is just wonderful. It was my Mothers favourite and she used to say if she should die at the blossom time that was all she wanted, no fancy flowers.....she managed just that although it was a bit early our friends searched the countryside and found just enough for us...
Thank you for trying to enlarge our vocabulary..Love Sybil x
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