When the latest birthday package came in the mail I was alone in the house. I unwrapped the tissue paper knowing already that the gift inside had been handmade by my daughter-in-law Joy. It appeared to be something very small and lightweight....and then out came a knitted nest of eggs! The beauty of them and the love that had been expressed by the patient labor...my hands actually began to shake -- lucky these eggs are soft and comfortable and not brittle.
So we should enjoy them right now at their peak, before they get annoying. If you enlarge the photo above you might see Mr. Glad's bent back, beyond the rosemary bush at the top.
And a glimpse of Johnny Jump-Ups and various other little blooms behind this close-up.
A happy discovery was that the helianthemum I have been nursing along for almost two years has finally bloomed! I know it does still look a bit scraggly but I am greatly encouraged. I think it is named Henfield Brilliant.
Eventually I took a picture of my birthday eggs nestled among the simple alyssum flowers. Then I brought them back indoors to be the near-perfect springtime table decoration. They would be completely perfect if they didn't make me miss the dear gift-giver herself. Thank you, Joy!