Stuffed, fried, squash blossoms. Slap-your-mama good. Cacao Mexicatessan. If you live in the vicinity...JUST. GO.
Eden is COVERED with roses. They aren't fragrant, but they are pure pink buttercream deliciousness. I think Willy Wonka would be proud.
I'm a rose dunce. Luck is the only reason I have this many this year. I'm going to attempt to fertilize regularly and see if that will keep me in roses this summer. I won't hold my breath, but I will enjoy these while they last!
I've been held captive for the last week while a ferocius art storm has been raging inside my mind. Whirling dervishes have been spinning inside my art room. In other words someone has been making one big mess after another and it isn't the cat posse. I work really well when I'm given a deadline so I'm going to say that within a week's time all of the prototypes will be completed and you will be flooded with one big MOTHER of a post about the June class. Including the name so I can stop calling it "The June Class." However, I'm not ruling that out as a name.
In the meantime go amuse yourself over at my SISTER'S blog. She's been making pies and drinking again. Who knows what you'll find there.