I had pneumonia twice during the month of March and have spent the better part of April recouping my strength and so it seems to me that spring has crept up without warning. Daffodils are blooming, perennials are growing bushier, and the rain keeps coming. We celebrated our secular Easter last week (No Jesus, just a magical Bunny, a lot of chocolate, and observations of new life growing and blooming all around us) since John had a business trip this week (to Japan, eek). The boys did a fair job of dunking the eggs into a variety of colors that did not only end in brown.
We were also gifted with a string of toad eggs (the above photo is only a fraction of their number) which grew from poppyseed sized balls into poppyseed sized balls with tails in mere days. They are just now starting to break free from their string and flit through the tank, which I know is woefully small for the number of residents about to emerge. I am not keen on aquiring a larger tank for a short term project, but I am also not keen on explaining death due to overpopulation to the boys, so I have been trawling craigslist.
It's frustrating to feel that, design and work-wise, I haven't accomplished all I set forth to complete during this time, but it has also forced me to reflect on priorities: Being outside with boys and soaking up the goodness of Tex mastering pumping on the swing and Theo postulating the timetable of tadpole growth; but especially the highly underated value of taking care of myself in order to avoid ever getting pneumonia again.
I have managed a couple of new designs for Indigo Prints and particularly like this wedding shower invitation featuring two coffee cups with entwined steam: