Today, on the first day of spring, I mowed the grass for the first time this year. To me, mowing the grass is a time when everything going on around me is drowned out by the drone of my 3.5-HP Briggs & Stratton and I have the chance to think.

I felt puny last night, and when I woke up early this morning I felt worse. So I took a sick day. (I only have 2,400 more sick leave hours left.)
It was a day when I slept a lot, watched an old movie, did the dishes, sunned myself with Oslo and Zora (household cats that […]

I love spring.
I love everything about it. I love the budding trees, the anxious bulbs that all too early push their way up through the earth–I love the idea of spring. The season of death has past, stand back, life is about to explode once again in color and fragrance. Even though my wipers were […]