Signing on last night, I saw that I had a comment from Collin asking if I'd died. "It's not been that long since I posted," I thought. Then I realized it's been almost two weeks. Crazy. Where's the time gone? What've I done with it?
I was out of town the last two weekends, so that accounts for part of it. I've been slogging away at revisions and an application for a retreat. That's part of it. But as for the rest, I have no clue.
I'm ready to get out and play with plants again. Daffodils, crocuses, tulips and these little things called stars of Bethlehem have been popping up all over the yard. No blooms yet, just great dark clumps of foliage. The lenten rose has yet to bloom--which is a major disappointment. They're supposed to bloom in the early part of the year, while there's still snow on the ground. The mornings have been a cacophony of bird song. It's almost spring. Finally.
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I have crocuses too! I just found them in my front yard. I feel like Mother freakin' Earth. When does herb season begin? Will you still be my Yoda and help me make things grow?
Shlee: I don't usually do herbs and fresh planting until the end of May due to the weirdo frosts we get here. And of course I'll help. Silly girl. I was actually thinking about that the other day when I was doing lists of stuff I need.
Collin: If I only had some lost time I could blame the grays.
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