There is something about the blossoms of spring and those white Jordan Almonds. They are connected for me.
Weddings and blue sky and white, white sweetness. That little bundle in the mesh bag, a small handful like tiny birds eggs; my mother would save them to bring home for us after a wedding reception.
The trees are blooming and so my craving, as the season for white Jordan Almonds has arrived. And so I have indulged.