Today, on her first birthday, an angel died.
The day is Easter-colored with cobalt blue sky; bright fresh green leaves; magenta azaleas and redbuds; white lily of the valleys, dogwood blossoms; tulips and bleeding hearts; chirping finches and flitting sparrows.
I was compelled to write a message to someone, and then remembered I could post to my blog. ::Happy::
It’s midas moment and the geese are in it and the beginning-to-blossom trees are bright white, the evergreens are saturated pine, and the sky is a gorgeous cobalt.
*6:55 pm caught another midas moment near GW parkway; all the bare branches velvet mauve and burnished gold, so bright by the cobalt sky.
Discovered the reason the daffodils in the front yard are all looking so subdued is because a little girl in a bright pink jacket has been swooping in (she was in and out before I had time to think “hey—”) and collecting all the perky-looking blossoms. It’s probably okay; my best guess is that she’s taking them home to her mother, and that’s a pretty fair outcome for spring flowers, no matter how and who carefully planted them.
Another gorgeous spring-is-early day; look alive, daffodils! It’s an amazing world. And I’m wearing a dress.
This site was very died for a good ~five years. … I’m very glad to have my online home back.
My sleep schedule (lackthereof) is reaching new levels of insanity. It’s 6:20am and I’m not in my pajamas yet. I think I got up (from bed) yesterday around 10:30am. So I’m four hours away from 24 hours awake. Been doing this too often the past week+. Taking good care of myself, I am not.
*It’s 8:10am now. I have a 12:30pm call.. Can maybe sleep ~3 hours before that.. Nap after, and then catch up on all the things after that? Really though, I must decide to sleep like a normal human being.