The first part of April has been soaking wet. After a record dry March, it rained 12 days in a row, breaking the April rain streak record set back in 1955.
Another month, another weather record bites the dust...
But we'll take it. This is so good for the garden, and a gentle rain that doesn't beat down the tall tulips. Of all the things I buy at Costco, those bags of 50 tulip bulbs for $12 are a screaming deal. I throw more in the ground just about every fall, so rain or shine outside, there's always plenty to cut for the house.
The stems grow in the vase as they reach toward the light, and they open completely wide in several days. When you look at this miraculous flower, it's easy to understand the Dutch Tulip Mania of the 17th century.
I've been following the good news/bad news about the Notre Dame fire. The most famous organ in the world and the rose window were apparently saved, although the stained glass looks scorched black and the organ might have water damage. This should keep the artisans busy for many years.
Still, bad as it was, the entire building didn't collapse, probably due the comparatively delicate and savvy firefighting. They are the French, after all, and wise enough not to take the unsolicited advice to "bring in the big water tankers."
We had a roast Poussin for dinner (aka Cornish Hen, Spring Chicken) in honor of the French, and John opened a bottle of French wine. Tonight we're having burritos made with leftover roast pork, in honor of the Crisis on the Border. Home cooking, inspired by international events.
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