Even though it seems like we are missing some of it, spring really is here. And Easter will arrive in just a couple of weeks. I can’t think of spring without thinking of the colors we associate with Easter eggs. While I love them all, the most Easter-ish has to be purple.
I did not know the word empurpled. I had never met it until just a few years ago when I read Anne of Green Gables. I fell in love with the book and with Anne as soon as I became accustomed to the formality of the early twentieth century – 1909 – writing of Lucy Maud Montgomery. If you want a treat, find this book to read. 💜
After the Mayflowers came the violets, and Violet Vale was empurpled with them. Anne walked through it on her way to school, with reverent steps and worshipping eyes, as if she trod on holy ground.”Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
Purple seems to flow in literature and poetry, too. It makes me smile. It’s just a happy color. And these are happy quilts. Imagine the love stitched into these works of art. On the right, a Double Wedding Ring pattern comes alive with spring patchwork on a purple background.
On the left, patchwork strips divide the blocks which are embroidered before being quilted. I would love to own either of these beauties.
Now, I’ve never done a room in purple, but I would fold either of these quilts over the foot of a bed or the back of a couch. How about on a sweet blue kitchen table on Easter morning?
Maybe with these in the center?
When Lilacs Last in the Door-hard Bloom’d ~ Walt Whitman
And some eggs tucked under them. Purple ones, of course. How sweet are these?
Dear March – Come in –
How glad I am –
I hoped for you before –
Put down your Hat –
You must have walked –
How out of Breath you are –
Dear March, how are you, and the Rest –
Did you leave Nature well?
Oh March, Come right upstairs with me –
I have so much to tell –
I got your Letter, and the Birds –
The Maples never knew that you were coming –
I declare – how Red their Faces grew –
But March, forgive me –
And all those Hills you left for me to Hue –
There was no Purple suitable –
You took it all with you –
Who knocks? That April –
Lock the Door –
I will not be pursued –
He stayed away a Year to call
When I am occupied –
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come
That blame is just as dear as Praise
And Praise as mere as Blame –
~ Emily Dickinson, Dear March
My favorite of all poets, Emily Dickinson, wrote this poem, and this one is my favorite of hers. Can’t you just see March, arriving in a gust of wind, tossing her hat on the bed, and preparing for a good gossip? And the violets covering the hills were lost until she arrived…
It isn’t actually named anything. She numbered her poetry. This is actually No. 1320.
And how about this sweet purple pin cushion snuggled into a vintage teacup? I found it on Etsy. A woman makes and sells these for ten dollars! Wouldn’t it look adorable sitting on the sewing machine or a laundry room shelf? 💜
These aprons are sold out, but can’t you picture them hanging on a rack in the kitchen?
Like this one that I am just head-over-heels in love with. It’s from stonegable.com, and I love it so much I keep showing it to you because some day I am going to quit talking about it and actually make one and then I will be talking about how I made one and showing you pictures and how-tos…I hope you read that all in one breath because that’s how I wrote it! Take a look…
Yes, they are wonderful. And I know they aren’t purple, but I wanted you to see how wonderful they are and to picture how cute our purple aprons would look hanging here. And then I was hoping you would go to her blog to read about how very important it is for us all to wear aprons because I find aprons irresistible. See how she changes hers to go with the seasons? Our purple ones would hang here in the spring. See? And besides, her house is very pretty. Go see…
And then I found this precious square Spode plate. It’s called Mayflower Periwinkle. Imagine a spinach-strawberry salad on here. Or a slice of strawberry cake. At Green Gables.
And purple glassware and a pitcher. Did you know there’s such a thing as Lavender Lemonade? I think it belongs in this pitcher. Go here for the recipe.
And to go with our lemonade, I think we need some lavender-lemonade cupcakes as long as we’re having a tea party.
Visit Mary at homeiswheretheboatis.com for the recipe for the prettiest cupcakes made from lavender and lemonade.
And a kitchen towel because I love them as much as I love aprons.
This particularly beautiful one is from The Paper Source.
And we can’t leave yet because I haven’t shown you the most beautiful, fragrant purple of all. Wisteria. Now I know the little yellow house in At Home in Mitford is on Wisteria Lane. And there is a store full of gorgeous items for the home named Wisteria. But the prettiest of all wisteria is a pest. Something you can’t turn your back on for a minute or it will take over your yard and house and trees. Only it is so worth being watched without ceasing. It’s amazing. A beautiful pest. I believe God painted every one. The blossoms are just that beautiful.
I told you.
And now for my favorite poem of all. Wait. Second favorite. Sorry, Emily. So read the poem more than once. And read it out loud. And pause at the commas. Now, do it all together. 💜
If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,
And from thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left,
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.