It is such a joy to plant my window boxes each spring. A new combination of colors and textures, petals and leaves every year. This year yellow violas, muscari and lilac-colored osteomums hopped very willingly into my boxes. Come summer when the violas are growing leggy from the heat and the muscari have gone their merry way, I’ll leave the mums (which should be happy as little clams all summer long) and add some fresh new faces. For now, I’m appreciating the springy-ness of everything and loving the heck out of these beautiful and bursting little boxes.
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The babies are on the way! This summer will yield two little nieces or nephews as well as a new little boy babe of our own. As my belly grows rounder by the day, my knitting fingers are itchy to get to work. This little work-in-progress may or may not produce a masterpiece (I’ve already had to rip it twice and now it’s politely on hold while I work another sweater in the meantime).
My six-year-old has this word delishum. It’s his little hybrid of delicious and yum that he reserves as the highest form of food praise. He’d hardly touch radish pâté with a ten foot pole let alone use the holiest of words to describe it, but this springy mix of fresh chives, carrots and radishes is where it’s at for me right now.
My little garden is bursting forth with tender shoots of chives, so naturally they’ve been making their way into our springtime meals. A simple dice of carrots and radishes mixed up with some chopped chives, a touch of mayo, Dijon mustard and salt and pepper and you’ve got an easy little pâté to put on anything your heart desires. Or to eat right out of the bowl which I am so fond of doing.
It was Eli’s idea. I confess that I had just thrown a bunch of old crayons and broken crayon bits into the trash when he said, “Mama, don’t throw these away! We can make new crayons out of them!” I really wasn’t trying to be wasteful. It’s just that you can reach of saturation point of broken yellow crayon nibs. And when those broken nibs are so plentiful that they prevent you from actually closing the lid to the crayons’ home, that’s when a Mama might be led to take such drastic measures.
After the old crayons were peeled and chopped, we had the super fun job of mixing the little bits into their new color palettes. 
Then we naturally got right to work testing them out. 
