Naturally, I knew that no one could pack me up some actual bluebonnets and send them to me. However, I had not counted on the creativity and resourcefulness of my friends, who saw my need, and filled it. The first response came from my friend, M, who had read my post and decided that my bluebonnet-less situation just Would Not Do. About a week after the post went up, I got a package from her containing, among other things - a bowl, some plates, and two enormous coffee mugs (exactly MsCaroline size - do my friends know me, or what?) While the items themselves were welcome, it was the pattern on them - bluebonnets, of course - that really warmed my heart:
|More bluebonnets - and, yes, this mug is huge!|
The second response from home came in the form of a FaceBook photo, posted by my friend, T. The photo was of her dog, Yogi, lying in a field of bluebonnets. Granted, Yogi was clearly recovering from some powerful exertion, since his tongue was hanging out to such an extent that it looked photoshopped, but since I usually saw him looking something like that anyway, I found it charming and endearing. (Note: Yogi was one of the yellow dog's first-ever 'friends' and, as such, dear to us as well. In fact, when I was staying at T's house back in January, I actually got more choked up over my reunion with Yogi than I did with T and her family. What this says about me, I do not want to know.)
Anyway, as soon as I saw the photo (and 'liking' it), I immediately messaged T and asked her if I could use the photo in my blog. She responded in the affirmative, and stated that, actually, she'd had me in mind when she took it. Why this should have made me feel so happy, I do not know, except to say that, when you're on the other side of the world, it does you a world of good to know that you're still being thought of back home.
Of course, I'm still 6,000 miles away from home, and winter hasn't quite let us out of its grip here in Seoul. But I'm sipping coffee out of my bluebonnet mug, and looking at Yogi's happy, exhausted face in a meadow of bluebonnets, and it doesn't feel like Spring - or home - is quite so far away.