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March 28, 2019
Thursday, March 28, 2019 – A Grand Spring
When she arrived, nearly two weeks ago, it was still winter. The melt had just started in earnest, but the backyard—the north-facing yard—was still white. On that first day, I predicted that the snow would all be gone by the time she went home. ”Don’t talk about me going home,” she said. No, I suppose
March 27, 2019
Wednesday, March 27, 2019 – Reading
We sit with our books for an hour one afternoon. Me, with my feet up on the sofa, she curled up in a wing chair opposite. I sneak glimpses above the cover of my Kindle, observing her slightly wrinkled brow as she concentrates on the story she is lost in. She twists sideways, adjusting
March 14, 2019
Thursday, March 14, 2019 – Perfect
Daylight Saving Time is still beating me up, and Gerry is worn out from a hike so we decide to turn in early. By the time I arrange my pillows for optimum reading comfort, and move things around on my bedside table so everything is in easy and familiar reach, he’s already in bed reading.
March 13, 2019
Wednesday, March 13, 2019 – Creeping Up On Spring
I shoot drooping tulips and wrestle with my manuscript—two sweet ways to spend a morning. When I emerge from the woman cave for lunch (tomato soup, that I canned last summer, topped with fresh basil from the Aerogarden), the sun is peeking out. We have a late afternoon appointment in town, so enjoy a leisurely lunch,
March 12, 2019
Tuesday, March 12, 2019 – Lazy
The tulips on my kitchen table are starting to droop in the lazy way they are prone to. I’d like to pull out my camera and capture some images, but the light is terrible. I go for a pedicure instead. Now it’s morning, and dark, and I feel human again after a good night’s rest.
March 11, 2019
Monday, March 11, 2019 – Daylight Savings Time
We go back to the future and I spend a bright and beautiful Sunday afternoon in the woman cave tending to tax preparation. I have a restless night and sleep far later than I like—later still because of the time change. It’s enough to conjure grumpy Linda. Good thing I have an appointment scheduled this
March 10, 2019
Sunday, March 10, 2019 – Springing
We’re driving to a favourite park to see what we can see, with our cameras in tow, when Gerry makes an unexpected right turn. I smile, anticipating his destination. Our car makes fresh tracks in the snow as he pulls into the parking lot of the community garden. There’s not much to see, the ground is
March 9, 2019
Saturday, March 9, 2019 – After Lunch
I putter around in my kitchen putting lunch dishes in the dishwasher and wiping counters. I empty the coffee pot and grind beans for the next morning’s must-have elixir. I snip Thai and Genovese basil leaves from plants growing in my Aerogarden, putting them in dishes for later use. I rub my thumb and forefinger on thyme
March 8, 2019
Friday, March 8, 2019 – Five Minute Friday – More
I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s MORE) and write for five minutes about it. I wake from a dream in which I’m being courted for a job. It’s a good job—the kind of business analyst type work I used to do, and
March 7, 2019
Thursday, March 7, 2019 – Tulip Stems
There’s just something about tulip stems. Graceful, subtle, and smooth: they have no thorns. They stand stall, quietly doing the job of supporting the more visible thing: the tulip flower itself. When cut, and separated from the energy in the bulb, they soon grow weary and bend. They stoop low, even before the flowers begin to
