Salad Days

Here's a post, finally, without any cake! I know some parts of the country are still in the grips of winter, but as you can see, my salad bucket runneth over. In a month, the lettuces will be done because it will be too hot. I wish you could freeze the lettuce or can it or something. I wish we could bottle this beautiful spring weather, too.

Despite the horrible day Friday, we did have a good weekend. Anna had her ballet exam on Saturday midday (she did great). Earlier in the morning she went outside to play with her brother. I looked up from the breakfast dishes to see her up to the elbows in mud. "You realize you are going to have to take a shower now before ballet, right?" I asked her. My knee jerk reaction was to be mad, but then I realized I'm glad she is the kind of girl who can play in the mud with her brother and flounce around in a tutu. The dog needed a bath, too, since they piled mud on top of her as well.

Happy girls at Baskin Robbins after the exam.

There's also this:
Picasso?