All winter I watered this thing. All winter it didn’t do much of anything. The best that I could say about it was that it wasn’t dying.
And now that the snowdrops are up, and the tulips are threatening, this thing has gotten competitive. It has been sitting in my mud room window and looking out. It can see the spring flower action.
So NOW, now that I don’t need a flower, now it decides it will bloom, and blow my mind.
It’s as if it’s saying to those little snowdrops: “Beat this, you little panty-waists!”
I love yoga. Teaching and doing.
I like to write, but I want to edit much more. Tragically, in order to have something to edit, you have to write something first. I try to scribble 1K words a day in Scrivener.
I like wine.
My favorite thing in life is having great conversations. I love to share ideas. Good conversation is becoming a lost art, though.
If I don't do some yoga, meditate, and read and write every day, things really fall apart.
I wish I would post on this blog more regularly.
I'm going to work on that.
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