on the ottoman

my regular reading is temporarily interrupted. happily. with an new assortment of fine literature.

the boys are big readers. listeners. learning-to-readers. I am. happy. to. oblige.

so my accumulated pile of much-anticipated books has gone back to the GPL. to be put back on my reserve list. delayed. but not forgotten. with the exception of one. The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender by Leslye Walton. can't part with this one yet. opening soon on my bedside table.

ps The Girl on the Train. a poor poor version of Gone Girl.

'let the wild rumpus start.'

the good. the bad. the much anticipated.

time to reword. April comes in like a lion. grrr. purrr.

the past two weeks have been. a. bit. harsh. in thought. word. deed. things to do. decisions to make.

but with the bad. comes the good. the great. the much anticipated.

darling daughter and precious grand boys are arriving on Thursday.

can't. hardly. wait.

dd told us in our weekly Sunday call that precious C asks her everyday, are we going today? (they have a wake-up countdown. only two more wake-ups til maime & pops!)

two more wake-ups! be still my heart.

'I caught myself smiling for no reason, and then I realized I was thinking of you.'

on the ottoman

when it rains. it pours. so goes my reserve list at the Library. a glorious deluge. but oh. the. pressure.

it makes me weed. carefully. several have come and gone. without an ending. books. are like plants. if they don't take. they're gone. (although I am much more patient and forgiving with my flora.)

currently. The Girl on a Train. highly anticipated. now. about half-way through. a bit disappointing. but I will push on. persevere to the end. and hope for the best.

just for fun. Crops in Pots. my green thumb wanes when it comes to vegetables. but this one caught my eye during check-in. and spring. that temptress. makes me recklessly adventurous.

next. The Boston Girl. again. an anticipated read. waiting patiently on my bedside table.

'if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.'

life 1

me 0.

my respite from my day away. quickly faded. life. as glorious as she can be. can also be a (deleted expletive). troublesome. challenging. wearisome.

best intentions. communication. listen. three things to combine into one on my to-do list.

this too shall pass. I know. but me. oh my. I am beaten and bruised.

but as I sit and write this post. the weather has turned. delightful. the birds are singing. and. as of a few minutes ago. my new plants are in the ground. digging in the dirt is. good. therapy.

'the wound is the place where light enters you.'

spring break

they say March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. I say. how. very. true.

between the weather. and work. and odd. assorted. stuff. how. very. true.

but the month also brought my annual excursion to Round Top and the Herb Forum. with my gardening friends. and that. is truly a luxurious escape. not from a high-end accommodation standpoint. but from a peaceful. joyful. restful. a chance to get-out-of-Dodge standpoint.

so thank you March. I'll be a bit happy to see you go. but look forward to our next adventure.

'be with those who help your being.'

home again

Evangeline is happy to be back home. in a warm garage. she has been a trooper. through rain. ice. snow. dead of night. windy. open. back roads. she is filthy. and sports a little battle scar (a chip in her windshield courtesy of a truck on a Kentucky road.) but her motto? ever onward. she is. simply. delightful.

'road trips are the equivalent of human wings. ask me to go on one. anywhere.'

snow day

been enjoying the hills and dales of Kentucky. a little shopping. a little eating. a lot of bourbon. beautiful distilleries. friendly people. charming small towns.

and today. snow! (snow! snow! snow!)

we've been house-bound today. (a little over 20" tends do that. even to the natives.) but will be back on the road tomorrow.

'the snow is sparkling like a million little suns.'