Well, I guess you can tell because you can see the good earth under my feet, and the sky is not yet tumbling down. Thank you, Carole King!
But the wind has had its way with these shrubs. I marvel at the bleached trunks, the tangle of branches, the achingly sharp yellow-green of the new spring growth… We could all use some new spring growth — of ethics; of thought-full, forward thinking; of world-embracing, generous behavior. Four months of hoping. Patience grows tangled, too — with tangled thoughts, tangled reading, tangled “facts,” tangled behavior, tangled options. My thoughts “are gray and white and clou-ou-dy…” And also, thank you, Paul Simon and Bruce Woodley.