After these past few weeks in DC (besides a quick, glitter-filled, sunny stint in Vegas), I'm almost convinced that I unknowingly picked up and moved myself to the upper Northwest. One day it's heavy rains and gray clouds, and the next is a breezy, crisp, sunny (not to mention perfect) day.
I repeat. Weather is so weird! DC weather is the weirdest!
But these perfect peeks at the sun are absolutely the best. Picnics, bike rides, farmers markets and more, all without the gross humidity and ungodly amounts of sweating. It truly is a springly miracle and I don't mind a week of rain if I get sun for the weekend.
I'm actually needing a bit of sunshine right now. One of my favorite children's book authors, Maurice Sendak, passed away this week and I just feel a bit...afloat. I didn't know him , but I felt like I did, and his drawings and stories were one of the strongest anchors of my childhood. One of my favorite books, Where The Wild Things Are was a lovely, fantastical, imaginative story, and, I'm trusting, a reflection of the type of man he was as well.
I think I speak for all my fellow Wild Things friends by saying: "Oh, please don't go--we'll eat you up--we love you so!"
I'd like to think that he might have enjoyed sharing a slice of this French Lemon Yogurt Cake with me, and we could talk about the importance of children's literature, general adventuring, wild rumpus-ing, dreams, and the various whatnots of our lives.
Or maybe you could enjoy some French Lemon Yogurt Cake with the people who inspire you in your life too. This cake isn't very hard at all, and is actually perfect for picnics and your own adventuring, (with your favorite Wild Things, who always love a good cake, of course).
"Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things."