Spring-not-spring has sprung forward, so they say, and appropriately it’s about 70°, and not raining!  I took advantage of the illusory reprieve to get out there and look busy in the garden, doing bed prep and yard cleanup.  Flowers were busy blooming, and Misu got busy following me around.

It sounds like boring busywork, but I’m grateful for these uneventful, gardeny days, considering all the pain and disintegration going on in lives around us.  I spent almost 10 years mostly garden-deprived, and almost twice that cat-deprived, so for me this is luxury.  You never know what’s around the next bend, as I’ve learned all too well, so grab whatever you’ve got and make the most of it.  Trite, but true.