Point & shoot photo album: March

Beautiful radicchio lettuces coming back.


Pink jasmine, a dearest fragrance.


Lovely neighborhood lemons (? I think).


Hyacinth. Another beautiful scent.


Daffodil.


Tulips coming up!


Camellia strewing her blossoms.


Peppermint camellia.


Angel's trumpet.


More beloved jasmine.


Rose.


A fire in the neighborhood.


The house was not lost.


Baby figs.


Rosemary flowering.


Spring shadows.


Long spring light.


A gift of chocolates that my girlfriend made.


Purple Brussels sprouts.


Vegan pasta alfredo with purple Brussels sprouts.


A prism rainbow above my desk.


The view from my bedroom floor.


Wisteria, which always makes me think of my mom (who loves it) and the jewel fruits in Aladdin's cave (not in the movie, but in the story).


White flowers on rosemary, which I had not seen before.


More roses, this kind the climbing kind.


Sitting on my back steps on the first day of working from home, eating cheesy pita bread thinking, "So it's going to be like this."


Essence of spring evening.


Shelter-in-place days.


Sweet milky decaf black tea and gratitude for my house plants when my bedroom is suddenly where I spend most of the twenty-four hours in my day.


I miss this bakery, but I appreciated their sign-off.


Freesias! Another unforgettable fragrance. A flower that always blooms in time for my birthday.


Bedroom and office in one.


More rainbows from the prism, if you can spot it.


Walking, for relief.


Metal flowers.


A note from a toddler, courtesy of his parent. "To the 2 cats that live in the front windows. My name is Oscar. I am almost 2 years old. I live around the corner and ride my bike by your window every day. I like to see you (the cats) sitting in the window. What are your names? - Oscar"


And the cats' replies, courtesy of their people. I was charmed by this entire interaction.


Muggins (mug cakes) are proliferating in my shelter-in-place life, thanks to a fellow Aries friend who announced a Zoom and mug cakes party for her birthday.

Rain returned in the month of March, after a worryingly dry February. I lavished much attention on the flowers on my neighborhood - not gardening, but walking by, photographing, touching, smelling. Shelter in place took effect. I spent a week and a half at home, seeing my girlfriend only on distant (six feet apart) walks, before decamping to her apartment with a bag full of clothes and my work computer setup. That's where I am now. Finding routine in washing dishes, running, keeping in touch with friends via letter and text. Working (thankfully), remotely. Spending so much time sitting in weird positions in bed that I get corresponding weird muscle aches/sorenesses in my thighs and hips. Watching TV shows and doing so much damn cooking.

How about you?