rain kissed closed tulip
sun drenched open tulips

2-3 lbs of stew beef
I am having a deep and satisfying relationship with my new single stream recycling bin. A little odd perhaps, but totally true. I have spent the last two years developing systems for sorting different categories of recyclables and schlepping various items to myriad locations. Our previous garbage company (Nu Life) would only do curbside recycling for certain plastics (1s and 2s), metal cans, corrugated cardboard, and newspaper. Other junk mail had to be sorted separately and hand delivered to the recycling center. Hard plastics (3s-7s) don't have an in-town alternative. I would sort all my 5s on their own as I knew that Whole Foods, there's one near my office, had a free service for recycling 5s that returns the material into tooth brush handles. 
Spring has sprung in my backyard. After a 48-hour window where Paul and I were bailing water out of our basement because spring rain had swelled the water table above the foundation of our house, I was beyond thrilled to find that mother nature was still taking care of the growing cycle of the fruits and veggies that annually appear in my backyard. They are a beautiful sight that made me almost cry. The bright red nub of rhubarb made my taste buds squirt and the purply-pink finger of asparagus is as pretty to me as the periwinkle that surrounds the trunk of the maple tree on my front lawn. And now I am off to a little league scrimmage. Yes! Spring has sprung.