Back Once More...

Lilacs and blank pages:
two of my favorite things!

The long Memorial Day weekend was full of busy and went by in a blur.

My dandelions grew to leggy and monstrous proportions and went to seed as a group. The rhubarb fanned out like a bouquet of elephant ears. The little finch babies fledged when I was too busy to pay attention, and now the bedroom window is amazingly quiet. (Although in the pre-dawn minutes I've heard wings going in and out of the old homestead -- nostalgic visitings, perhaps? Or do finches have more than one brood per season?) Clouds came and went on the wind and mornings were heralded by claps of thunder and the drumming of rain on the roof. James was home for four whole days and life couldn't have been better.

But now it's back to work for us both! Once again with the Morning Pages and the daily 3-mile walk and the keeping of some regular studio hours.

And I promise to post when I can. :)
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Memories & Morning Pages

I'm sitting on the front step this morning, drinking tea and writing Morning Pages. A jar of sun coffee steeps in the warm brightness beside me, box elder bugs skitter at my feet....

The neighborhood is dewy and filled with birdsong and the hum of bees. I can smell tree blossoms mixed with... what, exactly?... perhaps lawnmower exhaust, and suddenly my head is filled with the memories of being Up At The Lake. Good times.

The idea that all is particularly content in my little corner of the world gives me a happy shiver. Especially precious and fleeting! I plan to enjoy it while it lasts....
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