Friday, February 27, 2026

Friday Favourites: On the Season's Edge

 


A mostly bright day with billows of white clouds sailing fast across the sky, pushed by gusty winds. How I love the light! I definitely feel more energetic when the sun shines. Spring is just around the corner, although March is a tricky month. Blossoms are peeking out here and there. Such a welcome sight. 


I have decided that I love all the seasons. Each is full of delight. When the seasons draw to an end, I find myself looking ahead to the next, be it winter, autumn, spring, or summer. Just now we're at the edge of winter. I continue to enjoy the pleasures of cool days indoors, but the garden is beginning to beckon. I've planted sweet peas in my unheated greenhouse and they are about 2 inches tall. Soon I'll pinch them for hardier plants. Indoors, I've begun onions and nasturtiums and they are doing well. I may have planted the latter a bit too earlier will have to baby them along for a bit before planting them out. 



The tulips purchased from the store have had their day, but I am reluctant to toss them just yet. Their papery petals twist and dry in such interesting shapes.

Clumps of tete-a-tete daffodils dot my garden beds and I see them often when I walk, as well. The taller daffs are not far behind, and a few garden hyacinths are showing colour. 


Last year's apple harvest was abundant and I have jars of applesauce to use up. I hunted through my recipe books and found a cookie recipe that used applesauce. It's a cakey cookie, not my favourite, but these are quite tasty with the browned butter icing. And since Tim eats most of the baking and enjoys cakey cookies, this is a win-win situation. I'll post the recipe on my other blog tomorrow. 

As February teeters into March, on the very edge of winter, it's easy to want to lean right in to warmer days. As contemporary poet Stewart Stafford writes

Light a fire in flinty February,
As the evening time comes down,
Welcome all the family home
With shopping bought from town.
Hear the logs crackle and roll,
And the sparks pop and hiss,
A storm roars down the chimney,
To deliver its tempestuous kiss.

And with that I'll close off this Friday post, wishing you all a lovely weekend.




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Friday Favourites: On the Season's Edge

  A mostly bright day with billows of white clouds sailing fast across the sky, pushed by gusty winds. How I love the light! I definitely fe...