Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Here is our Haft Seen. The local Iranians bought all of the Sonbols, and since I don't know how to say Sonbol in English, I couldn't ask the clerks for help, and had to settle for Daffodils instead.

These bones are the leftovers from our traditional Nowruz fish dinner. I left the bones outside for our very grumpy neighboorhood cat. I consider this my Eidee to him.

And finally, we met this little guy on our Nowruz trip down south. He didn't seem to care that Spring was coming and preferred to sleep all day instead.


I wish a very happy Nowruz for Iranians, Kurds, Tajiks, Afghans, Uzbeks, Turkomen and all others for whom the Spring Equinox brings a new year.