Today I had breakfast with my husband before he went off to work, then I went to coffee with a friend, had a massage followed by a chiropractic adjustment, finished a book, walked the dog, visited with a neighbor, and watched Northanger Abbey on DVD. How's that for the life of leisure?
While walking my dog I was amazed at the signs of spring that had heretofore been missed. First, it was sunny, a rarity in the winter in the Pacific Northwest. I should have worn sunglasses but opted to just squint as the chiropractor had just reminded me that I should get out and get some vitamin D. Isn't that a funny thing to say instead of 'what a lovely day for a walk'? I noticed a few blooming bulbs, crocuses and something else that I couldn't identify without tromping though someone's yard. While I was marveling at the bulbs I looked up in time to notice a hummingbird sipping at a feeder on a neighbor's porch. Are these tiny birds supposed to be back already? I thought they migrated south for the winter. What could it possibly be living on right now? Just this lone feeder? While I was pondering these questions I became aware of the sound of a croaking frog. Once again, isn't this a bit early for frogs? Up ahead there was a gaggle of little boys playing outside in shorts! It may still be winter but spring is here!
I'll sign off so I can start a new book. Happy reading!
