Today I spent the morning writing, napping, and cleaning to the sound of Mozart, rain, and babbling baby.
Today I said a prayer of hope and joy for my college friend and her brand-new baby boy.
Today I could almost see the seedlings growing taller. They stayed in, spread out around the house, reaching for the light of the dome. Green and full of promise. I’m looking forward to putting them down in their gardens and watching them grow big and strong.
Today I talked away the afternoon with a far-off friend, and talked away the evening with a friend recently returned. Refreshed by the beauty of good conversation. By the chill spring wind, by the thought of a warm yurt waiting for me.