It may have been mentioned in previous posts that I grew up in south Texas. In that region the first of March inevitably means the weather will be 70-80 degrees and it will rain at some point unless we're in a drought but either way it will be humid. Here a few hundred miles north, Spring toys with us. Now, I know for a lot of you up north there's still snow on the ground and you have more to complain about but you can just do it on your own blog. Or in the comment section of mine. Whatever works for you.
Yup, trellis and all! But then the rest of me knows that would be a LOT of work and also I'm a bad gardener. I'm getting better but the count of plants I have killed overwhelmingly outweighs the ones I have kept alive. Ah well, a girl can dream, can't she?
But this post is not about bad weather...it's about glorious-sun-shining-pleasant-breeze weather. I'm hesitant to even talk about how great the weather has been these past couple days because I don't want to jinx it. I'm going to risk it though because I don't think Mother Nature reads my blog. So, yay, great weather. Now, I realize there will be rain too but that's okay because sunshine followed by rain followed by more sunshines=yummy produce, LOTS of flowers and green things everywhere.
And can I just tell you I cannot freaking wait for the first batch of delicious strawberries! Oh I'm drooling on my keyboard just thinking about them. Strawberries and blackberries and raspberries. mmmmmmmm. And this year I live in an area with actual farmer's markets so I'm going to check some of those out and hopefully come home with tons of delectable little berries to be devoured raw or put in my little tartlette dishes with simple syrup and a graham crust. Oh man...it's going to be so great.
And can I just tell you I cannot freaking wait for the first batch of delicious strawberries! Oh I'm drooling on my keyboard just thinking about them. Strawberries and blackberries and raspberries. mmmmmmmm. And this year I live in an area with actual farmer's markets so I'm going to check some of those out and hopefully come home with tons of delectable little berries to be devoured raw or put in my little tartlette dishes with simple syrup and a graham crust. Oh man...it's going to be so great.There's a small part of me that thinks it would be amazing to live on a piece of land big enough to grow all of my own fruit and veggies and have gorgeous, overflowing rose gardens. Like this:
Yup, trellis and all! But then the rest of me knows that would be a LOT of work and also I'm a bad gardener. I'm getting better but the count of plants I have killed overwhelmingly outweighs the ones I have kept alive. Ah well, a girl can dream, can't she?

he's just so cute i just want to smoosh his little head with my kisses! i forget to wash my hands and then i rub my eyes and it's just bad! i guess i'll just have to find some way to cope because there's no way i'm going to stop loving on the tiggmeister (his name is tigg...yes with two g's. deal with it). which is unfortunate for him because he HATES it when we kiss him. he tries to wriggle free and he gets this miserable look on his little kitty face. poor tiggy....he's got such a hard life.
isn't that a gorgeous grecian hunk of man meat! btw, this is a roman copy as evident by the supporting block between his hand and thigh. the romans were turning out these copies at a mad pace and didn't have time to make sure all the sculptures were perfect and wouldn't fall over or apart without braces. those romans loved them some cheap grecian knock offs. actually, we know a lot of greek sculptures only through their roman copies because the greeks were always at war and melted their bronze and ground their marble sculptures for battle related needs. especially the bronze ones. which is why we have only a small handful of orginal greek bronze statues. and now you've learned something new. don't you feel better about yourself?
she's sassy isn't she? her posture seems to say "excuse me, i'm trying to bathe. would you please go away!" but her facial express says "seriously, go away. if you don't leave i'm going to use my goddess powers to turn you into a frog (or other small, slimy creature)". of course, that's not the academically accepted interpretation (and also not the one i put in my essay) but whatever. and here's your official historical tidbit about this artwork: the Aphrodite of Knidos was the first artwork to represent a nude woman in the history of western art (at least as far as we know). this little lady was the start of a long....long...long parade of art representing nude women. i'm not going to go off on a feminist rant or anything because i have mixed feelings about it, but i just thought you might like to know. alright, that's it for the art history lesson today. i hope you enjoyed it :)

