OK, this is happen-ing! The red grape spider-wort is starting to open. The Ohio blue and lavender blue are already abundant. It's a blue-sky day, one of two in the forecast before the storms return. The furnace came on again last night, but I went to the pool anyway for the first day of outdoor lap swimming. Yay!
And now, because I briefly can, I am going back outside to read and write, and maybe weed, but ...nope. The gardening tools and gloves are in the shed where the house wren stares back at me like a miniature Grumpy Cat from the nest she built in her favorite bucket. She's sitting on 6 eggs.
A couple of them might belong to a brown-headed cowbird, but she's keeping them warm.
"You must change your life," said Rilke. So that's what I keep doing. I've been an encyclopedia editor, a poetry editor, an actor and director, a library clerk, and an assistant professor of English. Now I'm a freelancer, work part time in a library, blog "eight days a week," study the random, tend perennials, and listen to birdsong.