These daffodils are blooming by the terrace in our backyard. It is very sheltered. We like to sit there way into fall and in early spring when other parts of the garden are too cold to have lunch or a crumpet with tea in the afternoon.

Peter was a bit improved today, but he tired easily. Still waiting for the white cells to move in en masse. They crept up to 400 as of this morning, which is an improvement to the 100 he had. It's hard work and Peter is doing a fabulous job directing all of his energy to the task at hand.

This afternoon Bessie dropped off a fragrant Shaker Dill Bread she had made and we enjoyed it with our dinner tonight. It went perfectly with the split pea soup and a little cheese.

The last time she and Dana were at our house they brought this perfect little porcelain bowl. When I unwrapped it, the accompanying spoon fell out and broke. Bessie tucked a package with a new one in with the bread today. What a sweet, sweet thing to do!