Lesson 895: A Little Bird Told Me

Hello, Readers

A little birdie told me

that it is Easter weekend.

The week leading up to tonight was a blur.

School was extra busy,

The Lamp Post was flashing red.

Emergency!

Eloise had a facial nerve flare

and I was pacing the house for days.

If any dear Readers

have had any experience with 

trigeminal nerve issues,

please message me.

The pain has resolved,

but it left me depleted.

Pain saps your strength

and stamina.

Today was much better.

A slow morning without school.

Sun rising in the east

to greet the moon still hanging around in the west.

I love it when that happens,

and I catch the moon in a blue sky.

Spring is rebirth.

We got our three snows

on the daffodils!

Spring is reaching for the light.

A little bird told me that 105 Fridays from now,

I'll be writing my 1,000th post.

I tend to be a Plan for the Best-er

rather than a 

Prepare for the Worst-er,

so I'm planning on being here to write it.

I've thought about that post,

and I'm sure I'll treat it similarly

to every other Friday night.

Look through the pics.

Delete the bad ones.

Upload the rest.

Post my faves.

Write the

story.

I think I will make available a link 

to my personal 

Great Work.

It will be my

Great American Story--

played out in a country

that I have believed

has ALWAYS been Great.

I started working on a cookbook

several years ago,

if the Longtime Readers recall.

I even asked some of you

for recipes.

I still have those recipes--

although they had to be converted

to be read on Google Docs.

That book,

like my Book Club That Is Not A Book Club

still doesn't have a title.

It will be similar to these,

written by Ree Drummond,

Pioneer Woman.

I love her cookbooks 

because they not only have belly-filling

family recipes-

but they are also filled with photos

of the step by step directions!

Ree also includes her personal photos

of her children, pets,

and scenes out on the ranch.

So...

the aforementioned 

Hot Cross Buns

did not turn out like Ree's.

Don't be afraid to write in your cookbooks!

I spent an extra 20 minutes

sawing off the bottoms of the

Burnt Cross Buns.

Homework assignment:
Check out Ree Drummond's 

cookbooks,

blog,

or cooking show.

Did you ever wonder where I 

got the need to assign reading?

Grandma, of course!

She still assigns me reading.

She doesn't have to twist my arm too far

to read Erie Reader.

Hey, look!

My favorite book store people!

I took a few minutes to 

breathe without pain

and enjoy the morning

and I was so thankful

on this very good

Good Friday

morning.

Last week,

I sat with my book

and held it on my lap

but couldn't open it.

I held my warm coffee cup,

and brought it to my nose 

to enjoy the aroma

but couldn't take a sip.

I watched the birds,

but couldn't raise my camera

and extend the lens.

Today I watched these little birdies,

a bonded pair of doves.

They appeared to be having 

a conversation.

What are these little birdies

telling you?

Eloise