It’s uncanny…I saw crocuses a couple of days ago. In 2008 I kept a daily journal of spring’s coming–it was a typical year–and the crocuses were up on April 10th a full month later.
These days are precious, between the sleet of winter and the smog of summer, the sun and clear skies enticing. I’m catching my breath from the first flurry of promoting Web of Angels. Walking out in the sun reminds me to watch the earth and the sky and to take lightly all else.