It was beautiful yesterday...
Sunny and warm and it stayed like that until about 7 or 8pm. Everyone was out. Everyone was smiling. I noticed neighbors I'd never seen before. Suddenly we were all migrating to the wooden gate where we talked about dirt and seeds and seasons. We all chose our plots for the community garden, and some people even started shoveling rows. It was like a little slice of heaven.
I got a lot of good work done! The happy-busy-ness of everyone really inspired me to work with more focus. And the change in weather was uplifting. Spiritually. Emotionally. Physically.
I woke up late this morning. My window was wide open and I could hear the rain outside, which is such a seductive lullaby. ...When I woke again, this time to actually start the day, it was cold. It is cold. I'm going to take a shower and get this day started. First, though: a picture of my first tulip. She grew from dirt that was hard and rocky, she withstood the dowsing of pesticide when she was just a bulb, and although there were 7 others that were to line this bit of ground outside my front door, there stands only one strong tulip.
