Lambs are here so it must be spring -- but they're waiting too, in their case for Mama and milk. Like them I'm waiting. Yesterday was over 40, sunny and not too windy so I had a brisk walk on the beach, looking at the changes winter winds have brought. Today is gray and damp. If the afternoon turns sunny maybe I'll have another walk. We'll see. The brown grass has been soaked with snow melt and should turn green soon. Robins come by the half dozen to hunt for bugs or worms or whatever edibles are hiding out there. Now and then the wild turkeys strut across the lawn on some errand only their bird brains understands.
I have a spring break day, nothing on the agenda. I suppose I should get a hair cut. More likely, if I go out at all it will be in search of some daffodils (at Trader Joe's?) and maybe a cup of Starbucks coffee. There is cleaning, straightening, rearranging to do but my inspiration for that kind of work is somewhat dependent on sunshine. It's predicted for tomorrow ... like the little lambs, I'm waiting.
2 comments:
A good day for you. We so over
plan our lives that days like you just had is so welcome and freeing. We should all enjoy free-spirit days like you as is calms our thoughts. -- barbara
Thanks, Barbara, you are so right. We need quiet days to keep the thoughts calm -- as the meditators say, to quiet the chattering monkeys of the mind.
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