Been A While
I know you hear that a lot. People start out full of enthusiasm and then taper off. I did exactly that. But enough about the past. It's Covid lockdown so returning to this place seems somehow appropriate.
I'm sitting in my corner office (Don't get too excited it's just a view of the yard) and the sun is at just the right angle that I need to lower the blinds a bit. The pink dogwood tree is blooming and the yard has long shadows forming. Despite this bucolic spring tableau, it's still chilly here in New England. So chilly, in fact, that the forecast is threatening us with snow flurries on Saturday.
I am completely done with snow, flurries or otherwise, and I wish it would move along to actually Spring here. The garden is calling me, and I have a lovely assortment of pepper seeds that I'm eager to plant. I have some plantable starter pots but not nearly enough to accommodate all the seeds.
You would think that I have plenty of time now since my business has all but dried up, yet I find my time divided between bursts of useful activity and staring off into the middle distance wondering if we'll ever be allowed to go places again.
I've missed this. Writing down my thoughts is comforting and I'm sure I'll get back into the swing of this in no time. For now, though, our youngest son, Daxton, wants to play with me and he will only be 8-years-old and wanting to play with me for a very short while, so I am off the enjoy him and our relationship. I have no idea if I will be animating a stuffed cow in a rousing game of Cow's Couch (which deserves its own entry) or if he has a mind to annihilate me in a few rounds of Super Smash Bros. on the Switch. Either way, I know that there are smiles and laughter in my very near future and that thought is making me cry happy tears.