Gorgeous spring weather here. Wildflowers are blooming. Our much loved swallows are back and repairing their nests. We have Monarch caterpillars chomping on the milkweed; JMM counted 16 on one day. The trees are leafing out and the grass is growing. Very few bees around the Mexican heather so far though. And best of all my hands and feet are thawing out!
I watched Bridge of Spies this evening on a Netflix DVD. It was about the exchange of Francis Gary Powers, an American U-2 pilot shot down over the USSR, for a convicted Soviet spy. Tom Hanks did a superb performance as the lawyer who first defended the spy and then negotiated the exchange. I remember the tense times of the Cold War in the early 1960s and I remember the downing of the U-2 spy plane but I don't think I knew much more than that we got him back. Excellent movie.
Quilting has just come to a complete stop. No real reason, I just haven't gotten around to doing any of it.
Politics, at least on the Republican side, is a complete circus. Can anyone explain to me why Jeb Bush decided to back Ted Cruz and not the more rational John Kasich? It's a mystery to me. I'm a Bernie supporter but will vote for Hillary if she gets the nomination so I should be glad the Republicans are stark, raving bonkers but as a citizen, I find it distinctly embarrassing.
I've been cooking as usual: We had Corned Beef, Cabbage, and Carrots on St. Patrick's Day and I made Pioneer Woman's Chicken Parmesan on Tuesday. Right now I have a meatloaf and sweet potatoes in the oven. Strawberries are coming in so I think I'll make a pound cake, slice some fresh strawberries, and whip up some whipped cream for strawberry shortcake.
I finished The Gilded Age by Sara Donati and it was excellent historical fiction. I can hardly wait for the next book in the series to come out. I've got another 140 pages to go in Madison: A Biography by Ralph Ketcham. It is ungodly long but well worth the time reading. And for fun, I've started the latest Commissario Brunetti book by Donna Leon, The Waters of Eternal Youth. So many books, so little time.
That's all the news from OakMeadows where the deer are eating the new plants and the people are helpless to stop them.