When I first come downstairs in the morning darkness, I give the amaryllis a little pep talk. At the start of this week, there are four weeks between me and Spring Break. My amaryllis bloom looks to be even closer than that.
Spring is on its way and I’m practically giddy about it!
It’s clear that the GOP is collapsing. It can’t happen soon enough for me or for my nation. I grow weary of the enduring Trump-caused anxiety. I am grateful for Robert Mueller. I like to read (I just finished Bailey White’s Mama Makes Up Her Mind), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… the crunch of fall leaves, birthday celebrations, a good cheese plate, cheering on cross country races, laughter, long hair, new playlists, French braids, a pot of tea on a chilly evening, holiday lists, cozy nightgowns, Rifle Paper cards, a pile of books to read, Fall storms, and the sleep I get after a good workout.