Hello, cedar waxwings!

For most of February and March, I have been dealing with a twisted hip, an injured back, and a string of writing deadlines.

I have managed to push through on deadlines, sometimes writing while standing, sometimes writing while lying flat on my back. Thankfully, I've been able to walk, which helps my back and hips feel better and also stems the frustration that comes from being laid low.

I was lying on the couch, typing away, when the cedar waxwings showed up not more than an hour ago.

Cedar waxwings are one of my favorite birds. They have a quiet beauty, with their masked faces and their brightly tipped wings and tails. Because they don't stay in one place, but roam in nomadic flocks, they are not regular visitors to my yard. So their arrival today felt like a special event. I'm not the only one who thinks so. My cat has been sitting at the window for hours, flicking her tail and gazing at them through the glass.

I feel blessed that even when I'm stuck on my back, nature comes close enough for me to see.

Happy spring, everyone!