what you wish for

I asked for spring.



And I got it…hayfever and all.

I asked for fresh green vegetables to eat straight from the garden.



And I got Brussels spouts.
A season too late but neither of us had any idea how they grew before.

Then last week I was at David Jones salivating over the bone china, as I do. I coveted some lovely little coffee cups in the Sarah’s Garden range.

I decided that I could not justify the expenditure (capitalism is on the brink of imploding, there is only so long I can live on baby Brussels sprouts).

Then on Saturday while en route to my lovely football-free lunch, I spied an older version of the cups in a junk shop. They have a green background with butterflies rather than the current blue, botanical style but they were sweet none the less.



And they came to me for the meagre price of $6 each.

With the spring goddess reining her gifts down upon on, what are you wishing for?