"All of her life she had been hurrying and sputtering, as if she had been born behind time and had been trying to catch up. Now...it was as if she were waiting for something to catch up with her."
Willa Cather, The Song of the Lark
Spring...
My body and soul are awakening again after a cold, dormant respite. It feels like everything is back in sinc. It is as it is supposed to be. The sun does that. Red blood is moving in and out of my heart as it squeezes with intensity and purpose.
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The Peanut Gardener is back! Yay!
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