The Equinox
Spring has arrived.
I walk the backyard in Persephone's footprints scattering seeds and stuffing herbs into window boxes. A table of peat moss egg-cups hold the potential to start my entire garden, so long as the sprouts survive the foraging insects and my poor memory for watering. Let us see what grows.
I find I am more attuned to the earth this year than I have been in the past. As I make a more conscious effort to mark the turning of the year, I am more alert to fluctuations in the hours of sunlight and the cycles of plantlife. I can tell you the date of the next full moon, and not only because it is the day the patients in the hospital tend to go crazy. I can tell you the first day of each new season, and take time string colored ribbons through my wreath in appropriate colors. There are freshly cut tulips in my bedroom. I have covered the back porch with sidewalk chalk flowers and swirling vines.
Much like the blossoming earth, my life is full of changes. I am tediously planning my wedding (which, despite my love for Jeff, is proving a less girly and glamourous endeavor than suspected). I am making an enormous mess in the game room with paints and large canvases. I am developing my skills as a new nurse. And wouldn't you know it, Jeff told me today that he ate a
salad of all things and actually
liked it. This from the man who once claimed our entire picnic date was ruined when he discovered lettuce on his sandwich! Clearly anything can happen if you wait long enough.
I am looking forward:
Someone asked me about Dream is Destiny recently. Let me just say that I've finally admitted to myself that I won't finish it. But I
do intend to post the entire ending as text some point soon. I apologize, but I was too ambitious for my own abilities and attention span. I'll do my best not to leave you hanging.
The Wedding is September 27th, for those who want to know.
I have tried to learn to paint. Yeah... uh... still working on it...
I'll try to get back to you soon again with more regular blogs.
