Tuesday, May 13, 2008

May flowers, green fingers and company.

1. As I turn the corner, the scent of pink and yellow azaleas fills my head and heart.

2. Cutting a bunch of salad leaves from the box on the balcony, and knowing that I grew them myself.

3. Katie's door is shut when I come home, and I am sorry because I'm full of things I want to tell her. But then she calls me in -- not asleep after all.

Workshop, documentary and end.

1. Word have not been easy recently. When they do come, they seem unsettled and easily startled, like wild birds that have lost trust. Never...