I've been baking cupcakes. (I have my reasons.) But I did not eat any. Husband came home from volleyball practice (volleyball never ever ends, and that's OK) with the surprise of milkshakes. Life is good.
Yellow blossoms on the wild strawberries. Iris forming, soon to open. Roses on the trellis. Clematis on the vine. Blue bugleweed picking itself back up after a pummeling by rain.
You know what can grow in sandy soil where there used to be a swingset? Spearmint!
"You must change your life," said Rilke. So that's what I keep doing. I worked as an actor, wrote for an encyclopedia, edited a literary magazine, shelved and retrieved materials in several libraries, walked beans, and taught college English courses. Now I write & edit as a freelancer, direct plays, blog "eight days a week," study the random, and listen to birdsong.