blooming paper whites

I was a bit overwhelmed with all the contemporary exhibition expereinces so when I should have posted here about it as a major success of my graduate school career, I had no desire to. So onto my next exciting life experience: Paper Whites! this is my favorite scent, flower, and tradition. The looming danger which was giving me some anxiety about this special part of my year to year life was a series of dead plants. Every plant I have provided a warm and lovely home to while I have been in Baltimore has died. Rosemary, Basil, and Sunflowers. Now to the next plant on my list; paper whites only bloom around christmas time, another reason why they are so special. I recieved 4 bulbs for a present from my mother when I was home, managed to get them through airport security and finally to my kitchene. I planted them in two tupperware containers, the only thing i had lying around, and my roommate, from the Philippines, thought I was trying to grow onions. a funny moment when I showed her they were budding, she was very surprised. For a week and a half I painstaking watered and checked on these onion bulbs. there was no progress, and i was losing hope. I am happy to say this morning when I awoke, the smell I cherish was filling my room, the second budding stem bloomed in the wide, sun filled bay windows of my corner room. I think they like the light, it come in perfectly between the row-houses on my street. The amber and cotton candy glow of sunset is the best kind of food to them I would imagine. Today I have started to come down with a cold. My antidote to more fatigue and subdued ashby-ness has been ginger and lemon tea with lots of honey, and an exciting trip to the grocery store to get ample fresh fruits and vegetables. mmmm the smell of those flowers helps too, however I would like to know what sunset tastes like. I talked to my baby brother just now for the first time in a long time, even though I saw him during the holidays, the conversations were few and far between. I think that helped soothe my achingly low immune system. I am preparing for an arts festival this weekend, and I hope to be fully recovered from cold-like symptoms. It is all uphill from here!