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A few thoughts on a chilly and blustery spring day

Not plum but cherry blossoms.

Searching for spring all day, I never saw it,
straw sandals treading everywhere
among the clouds, along the banks.
Coming home, I laughed, catching
the plum blossom’s scent:
spring at each branch tip, already perfect.

~ unknown zen nun from the Song Dynasty (trans. by Sam Hammill and J.P. Seaton, The Poetry of Zen)

The hostas shot up quickly while we were away.

I spent most of yesterday asleep.  A long nap in the morning.  A long nap in the afternoon.  I was afraid that might hamper my nighttime sleep.  It did not.  I slept like a rock.  Solid, deep, and dreaming.

Birthing baby leaves.  I wonder what the trees feel when this happens, and when they have to let them go.

Morning yoga and meditation practice done early, at sunrise.  I needed to move and stretch and breathe.  My teacher has given me a new practice for spring.  The new practice is easy enough — not at all physically taxing because she knew I was doing strength training with another teacher — and the practice hits all the right spots.  Meditation is easy, too.  I think I just fall asleep.  Exhaustion is like a rock.  Solid and deep, maybe dreaming.

The peonies are beginning to awaken.

I have some laundry going this morning.  Hopefully I will get through just that one load today.  It’s piling up, as it does after we travel and/or while I’m ill.  A mountain of laundry, but not solid at all.  Just deep.

I decided to use one of our at-home Covid test kits.  I was not going to bother but the combination of all that sleep yesterday, the continued exhaustion today, and a slight fever ruled in favor of taking the test.  The result was a lovely negative.  One pink line across the top, as if birthing the possibility of good health.

Almost grown up.

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  1,991)  Baby leaves on the trees.  1,992)  Cherry and apple blossoms.  1,993)  This beautiful, bright, sunny day.  1,994)  Negative tests.  1,995)  The Little Wookie’s birthday.  Happy birthday, little guy.  I know you’re not reading this now, but maybe someday you will.

The dogwoods are blooming. Do they dream, too?


Robin is... too many things to list, but here is a start: an artist and writer; a photographer and saunterer; a daughter and sister and granddaughter; a friend, a partner, a wife, a mother, and a grandmother; a gardener, a great and imaginative cook, and the creator of wonderful sandwiches.

18 thoughts on “A few thoughts on a chilly and blustery spring day

  1. Grateful for a negative test. There’s still a lot blowing around as more unmask. Add the seasonal sensitivities to pollen and exposure to grandchildren and there are many possibilities. Naps and rest…always good. Take care and be well, dear Robin. ❤️

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  2. I, too, am happy it wasn’t COVID. Sometimes the body knows what we need, and we’d be better served to listen to it, rather than racing around trying to strike things off our never-ending To-Do List!!

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