March
The sun is nervous
As a kite
That can’t quite keep
It’s own string tight.
Some days are fair,
And some are raw.
The timid earth
Decides to thaw.
Shy budlets peep
From twigs on trees.
And robins join
The chickadees
Pale crocuses
Poke through the ground
Like noses come
To sniff around.
The mud smells happy
On our shoes.
We still wear mittens
Which we lose.
From A Child’s Calendar Poems by John Updike

March has been full of surprises this week. We’ve had our first day at the park, our first long walk, and our first bicycle ride of the year. I know winter will rear it’s ugly head at least one more time before all is said and done but in the mean time I’ll be making fat pitchers of tropical agua fresca and perusing the seed catalog.

Louisa walked to school by herself for the first time yesterday. We live a block from the school and normally we all walk together but Hiro was still asleep and you don’t wake a sleeping bear. She breezed down the front steps with such authority, only turning to wave at me three or four times. And I cried, of course I cried, but I don’t think she saw me.
Spring is meant for new beginnings, I guess they are beginning now.


Mango-Lime Agua Fresca
Ingredients
Method
- Place all the ingredients in a blender. Blend until mango is pureed and lime is very finely chopped. Strain through a fine mesh sieve into a pitcher and serve over ice.





This sounds awesome!
Cheers to that!