i don’t think this looks much like marimekko, but it sort of looks like marimekko. meanwhile target has just launched a marimekko by target line of marimekko products and i have just mentioned target and marimekko several times. i fully expect to wake up to martha stewart level internet traffic to my blog. martha stewart. martha stewart. marthat stewart.

daffodils

saint paul, minnesota

i have about a half dozen trails i rotate through on my daily walks. i don’t rotate through them in order, rather i pick one each day based on such factors as whether i need shade, or a wind block , or how much foot traffic there might be. my friend kristin often accompanies me, and about a week ago she started making noise about the need for “a change of scenery”. i thought to myself, you go ahead, i am super happy with my obscure little trails where i can let jack the puggle go off leash. but today she picked me up, and brought me to silverwood art park in minneapolis. i didn’t exactly go kicking and screaming, but i wasn’t prepared to be impressed either. well, jack found a dead fish to roll in, so he was ecstatic. and i found an oriole nest. ok kristin. you win. thank you for yanking me out of my comfort zone.

over-wintered baltimore oriole (?) nest

silverwood park, minneapolis, minnesota

i have a husband who just looked at me tonight, at the end of his annual tax filing season, and told me that he doesn’t think he has left the house for a month. not since our return from california. i have so much to show him. i have my playmate back.

blossoming shrub (plum?)

saint paul, minnesota

i got outside today to do a little spring clean up in the yard. and look what i found hiding under the oak leaves. i am glad they were hiding, otherwise i’m sure the deer would have found them. last fall i planted 300 daffodil bulbs, and last week i watched out my kitchen window as seven deer feasted on my shoots as if they were at an all-you-can-eat salad bar.  i think the deer are as beautiful as the daffodils, so i leaned on my kitchen counter and watched them eat. this is glimmer’s house, after all.  and jack the puggle’s. the tail wags the dog around here. and the fluffy butt rules the roost.

crocuses (crocus vemus?)

saint paul, minnesota

when people ask me what my criteria are for choosing my photos, i say “it must either be beautiful or interesting. or both”. it is a bonus, of course, if it is both.

this is a photo of honeycomb built by overzealous bees and scraped from the sides of their frames. when their frames get fully built out, the bees will just keep going, wrapping their comb around the edges of the frames. when the u of m comes out to check the health of our colonies, they need to scrape this extra comb off so they can pull the frames out and inspect them. the older the honeycomb, the darker it gets…

so: pretty or interesting? or both?

honeycomb

saint paul, minnesota