Deborah Semel Demirtaş

So, yes, it appears to be spring…

Little heads of lettuce are springing up out of the ground – I’d forgotten I’d sown them in what must have been winter.
Wish they would look as lovely as the ones I painted in Hope’s garden…

The poppies are peeking their heads up, too…
although not quite as exhuberantly as Georgia’s.

The artichokes we transplanted never took, so I have to be contented with the ones at the market – I can enjoy their taste, but not the pure purple of these watercolor paintings.

And although I’m looking out onto former Ottoman territory,
there are no tulips in my garden in Foça…