Spring New Moon
Lunch with Paul today at Origami. When I lunch with friends, I find we often go back to the same place we first went, even after years and years. I had lunch with an old friend last month and we returned to Gallery 8 at the Walker even though it had been seven or eight years since our last meal together.
Today and tomorrow I have tours to prepare, and I’d best get to them. Nuclear hearing tonight at 6:30. Lots of stuff happening right now. I’m feeling a bit distracted, maybe over stimulated, but it won’t last.
I missed the thunder storm in this blog and the couple of days of rain, but when I woke up to snow this morning I had to get on and say, enough. I mean, really. OK, I know it’s not unusual, that March is a snowy month, that winter lingers, yes, but even so, enough. Let the grass green and the plants grow. Let some color appear.
A friend has decided to head to the Smoky Mountains next week to hike and see some green. I get it.
This is not cabin fever, I don’t have a longing to be somewhere else, somewhere warm; but, I do have a hankering for growth.
There, that’s off my chest. On another, similar note, my seedlings have gone from the sprouting stage to the small leafy stage. This is onion, kale, chard, eggplant, huckleberry, leeks, broccoli and cauliflower. On Monday I put them all in separate peat and coca pots, getting my hands in the potting soil. That took care of some of my green desire.