It appears the diary site is down again. I am glad to have this as an alternative.

We had Women's Circle last night and went around the room and talked about what we were reading and enjoying and I was thrilled that a couple of folks were interested in Far From the Tree. I can't wait until somebody I know reads it. One of the women works in special education and the other coordinates hospice care and they both are regularly exposed in home visits to folks that are not neuro-typical.

We are all getting ready for the service this weekend for our member who died last month. She sewed costumes at one time for Janis Joplin, and there is some talk of folks showing up to her memorial dressed in bellbottoms and some flashy fringe. I think the best I can do is some of my Tibetan clothes. Which is appropriate as our departed member was involved deeply in Tibetan Buddhism for a time as well. The snowdrops are coming up in her garden this week without her embodied presence to see.

I like the absolute simplicity of this shot I took Friday afternoon. Sunlight on shingles and the bare stalks.

Today I am going to practice not being heroic. My cohort at work is on vacation and so I have her work and my work plus a whole bunch of extra work with no back-up or support and a process that needs to be run at 6am tomorrow morning. Normally I would clock in and get as much done as possible to lower my anxiety level but I already know I am not going to hit my Tuesday deadline and I am still sick. So. I am taking the whole day off. To compensate I'll stay home tonight, sadly, from the monthly Stonehenge Studios reading and turn in early. I am such a wild thing. Not.

I did read a review of Artful by Ali Smith the other day and am intrigued. I think I will force myself to download a sample so I don't just buy it and then stick it in my ever so long "to be read" queue. If you've read it, I'd love to know what you think.

I walked by this yard on Monday on my way to the doctor and was cheered to see the daffodil stalks out of the ground. Today, five days later in the midst of a freezing fog that was so full of UV that my progressive lens completely activated I saw these! I took this just about 1pm. I gasped when I saw them.

The camilla bush across the street is blooming too. The is the one with the variegated pink and white flowers. The light was so low I couldn't get a clear shot.

Color! It is very exciting.

I'm getting better. It is taking a good long while but the viral cold is passing into memory. I didn't have one coughing fit all day. And it is Friday!

Oh boy, signs of spring!

I have been wretched sick with this cold virus. Hence the no posting. I did go to the doctor and I will survive. I might even get my voice back someday.

That will make teaching yoga possible again.

Ah. Somewhere out there the forces of natures are collaborating to bring color and song back into our world.

The birds are beginning their mating songs and yesterday I saw a small flock flying north. There is a big shift going on out there.

Even though I am still sick I was able to get the work task done today that I was supposed to do Friday morning. Ah the joys of telecommuting. I need to call the doctor in the morning to make sure I don't need antibiotics. My throat is remarkably sore but at least I can swallow even if it hurts.

I tried T-U-N-A but I couldn't get the Pepcid down Sammy today. I did get the vitamins in him this morning. Every day is a new adventure in mature cat care.

I can barely get any sound out loud, which the cats find disconcerting. The whispering croaky cat mom. Luckily the Credo Mobile tech guy was able to understand me well enough and they are going to ship a new phone finally. I love my smart phone but it needs to actually work as a phone. Yesterday was very frustrating with static and then this drop off where the other person couldn't hear me even though I could hear them fine.

Oh well.

When I took this shot I only had eyes for the crocus and the first signs of burgeoning color, but now in retrospect I would love to go back and reframe it.

Still I love the mess of yard art and it is a wonderful example of that moment half way between winter and spring that we are at here today on Candlemass. Forty days since Christmas.

I am sick and have a horrid sore throat so we had a quiet day. It was lovely out here. Such a joy to see hours of light.

In a weird sympathetic accident with Kes's needle stick yesterday I cut the top of one of my fingers on the pill splitter this evening. Good thing I am not giving Sammy fluids again until Monday.

My link is silly today. It is about an exhibit of Dr. Seuss's hats at the New York Public Library. I guess it is going to travel after that. How fun that would be to see.

The song birds are returning! And Kes and I saw daffodil shoots with our own eyes this evening. The earth is stirring in our neck of the woods.

Huge accomplishment today: I gave Sammy sub q fluids for the first time and also this new arthritis med called Adequan. Kes was my coach and lovely assistant. We had a heck of a time figuring out how to get the old needle off the fluid bag and she stuck herself. But we figured it out.


And she just happens to be taking antibiotics. Good deal.

I like food to look pretty and I am completely transitioning away from plastic containers so today I ordered this pyrex glass container set. It is $9.00 cheaper than my local grocery. And the cute UPS guy will bring it right to my door.

My new work mantra is..."oh well". It seems to help.

My older sister's birthday is today and Miss E.'s first school dance. She leaves for Greece and Italy on the 15th. My sister is looking forward to a little break while the E is having her big adventure, and of course The E is looking forward to the trip. It is great when preferences align.