We wanted to prepare a feast on the spring equinox to mark the final cold breath of winter. We hadn’t planned a meal or shopped for it, our kids were sick, and with a looming snowstorm (that resulted in 2-3 inches of snow on our garden), the weather was decidedly not spring-like on the first day of spring.
We skipped the dinner and said, “We’ll do it this weekend.”
As I wrote yesterday, this weekend brought yet another dumping, this one three times deeper than the first-day-of-spring snow.
This morning, the sun rose over a scene out of a Christmas card. The sky was clear, the trees and rooftops coated in piles of heavy snow.
With the bright sun, the morning FWUMP of piles of snow avalanching from trees, the drip drip drip of snowmelt, and the gorgeous blue sky, we’ll have our spring celebration today.
I made seed muffins this morning, filled with walnuts, sliced almonds, flax seeds, toasted sunflower seeds, and poppy seeds.
I started herb and kale seeds indoors today, our daughter wrapped the front door wreath in spring green and pink ribbons, and she dipped strawberries in chocolate for dessert. My husband made bread and will grill fish. He shoveled the porch first thing this morning so it could melt all day for him to get to the grill. I made deviled eggs, a spring greens salad, and a spring pea and mint salad.
Who knows if winter is really done. I guess we’ll find out soon enough. But after yesterday’s beautiful snow, we’re celebrating as if that was the final snow, and as if spring is imminent. Maybe we can will it to come by swallowing all the seeds in the muffins, or with all this green on our table.