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indian paintbrush




loco weed


the flowers are about the size of a pin head!

wild garlic

sand lily



spider wort



loco weed

Greetings, fellow flower lover (I hope). This is a week’s worth of morning stroll blooms, which is pretty darn spectacular in my humble opinion. Just think, nature makes these for everyone to admire!

I have identified all that I know off the top of my head, but don’t quote me on them! Happy day…


Despite the snow on the mountain horizon, I do believe spring has officially arrived in Colorado Springs! As ever, it feels as though it came at exactly the right moment, too. It was so thouroughly balmy that I wore shorts today. Huzzah!

Cherry blossoms blooming

Lilacs bursting and filling the air with their intoxicating scent

A cacophony of birdsong, here, there, everywhere! I do believe this is a Phoebe.

This guest room refresh happened ages go, but I only just remembered to photograph it. We painted the closet and paneling, got new lamps after a horrific electrical storm burned out the other two, updated the bedding, got a new rug, and slip-covered the headboard. I am super pleased!

Two of our latest eats: steamed eggs, which taste like the most delicate savory custard, Hummus Bling Bling with pickled raisins and homemade pita, jazzed up with store bought tulips. Happy Spring!

Lazuli Bunting

House Finch & Rufous Crowned Sparrow

Yellow Warbler

Bullocks Oriole

House Finch & Dove

White Crowned Sparrow

Robin & Spotted Towhee

Yellow Rumped Warbler

Scarlet Tanager

Common Yellowthroat


Green Tailed Towhee

Female American Goldfinch


I don’t know what special alchemy was afloat, but boy howdy, did we have the most wondrous migration season in the garden this year! Though I included some of our regulars (finch, robin, spotted towhee, chickadee, and dove), because we enjoy their company, too, I was astounded at all of our visitors. There were little flocks darting and singing and eating and bathing. What a joy!

Hopping on quickety-quick to say H E L L O !

If you reside on the Front Range of the great state of Colorado, I sincerely hope you weren’t blown to bits today. Good grief, what a fierce wind! We waited and waited to promenade our most precious pooch, and it was such a misery. We only made it one block. Better days ahead, but not tomorrow, so the weatherman says. Soon.

The photos were another quick dash in gorgeous afternoon light around the garden. The green is coming, and I could not be happier about it. If I had one complaint about my home state, it would shockingly not pertain to wind, but winter and spring brown-ness. We do have ample amounts, save in the verdant high country, so I must keep my eyes further afield so as not to lose my spirit. Blue skies and mountain vistas are, indeed, the answer.

Hoping it is lovely wherever you may be…

I continue to make the super easy berry margaritas! You can, too. Fill a pint or quart jar with berries, this was quartered strawberries, top off with your favorite tequila, let sit in the fridge for a week, strain, and enjoy in your preferred recipe. Mine, perhaps?

Homemade red chile, possibly my best batch ever, topped a deliciously rare flank steak, with perfect pintos and homemade tortillas, too. We do alright.

I am a big fan of Korea (the Southern part, anyway) and their wonderfully tasty food and bought a super cookbook by Aaron Huh called Simply Korean. This salad is topped with a close riff on his beef bulgogi patties and my own gochujang dressing. I’ve also made them into some freaking fantastic Korean burgers. Highly recommend.

This is what happens when you mix lye and prickly pear juice (home grown and made) to make soap. It will all eventually be the golden color at the bottom but still feel pretty luxurious on the skin. Chemistry!

Saving the most beautiful until the last, with the sweetest scents of the season for the moment. It has been a slow unfolding here, with us late to clear the gardens of their fall and winter accumulations, unearthing green and ruby shoots aplenty. While I clipped and piled and raked, Greg spread compost from our massive pile, the not-so-magical alchemy of debris and time that makes our garden thrive.


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