Dessert came from one of the local patisseries. These are called framboisiers and consist of layers of cream, sponge cake and raspberries. They, like absolutely all French pastries, are delicious. Amazingly enough, though, in the years we've been here, I've grown a bit bored with French pastries, and don't eat them all that often. Instead I yearn for apple pie, pecan pie and ordinary gold cake with white butter cream frosting - in other words, standard birthday cake! And I secretly long for powdered sugar doughnuts....
Before dinner, I picked this bouquet of flowers from the yard and garden. There's one of the last blooms from a lilac, a rose from the bush climbing up the trellis in front of the house, pansies and snapdragons that have been blooming all winter, and with them some wild flowers: dandelions, daisies, a couple of others whose names I don't know, and even some sprigs of grass. Nothing like flowers to celebrate spring.
Before dinner, I picked this bouquet of flowers from the yard and garden. There's one of the last blooms from a lilac, a rose from the bush climbing up the trellis in front of the house, pansies and snapdragons that have been blooming all winter, and with them some wild flowers: dandelions, daisies, a couple of others whose names I don't know, and even some sprigs of grass. Nothing like flowers to celebrate spring.
Gorgeous.... miss you guys.
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