Is there anything more magical, more peaceful, more wild and lovely?
As I write this, baby Jude rests on the couch, bundled up in blankets.
He is feeling a bit better today after a somewhat decent night's sleep,
helping him to fight off the illness..The day is rainy and dark, which I love,
and I can hear the happy chickadees chirping away on the patio.
The first wondrous signs of springs are utterly apparent now, which is a tricky
thing to notice in Northern California as it always sort of portrays a spring-like
climate, but indeed, the Magnolias are in bloom and the birds seem happier (:
I feel the change of season within me and respond sometimes unknowingly,
By madly vaccuming, cleaning and sorting,
By taking longer spontaneous walks outside,
By dancing more and noticing the birdsong all of a sudden,
even though, most certainly, it was always there for me to hear (: