Now we're having a strange spring. Or are we? I can't tell. Every spring that I've experienced in North Carolina has been different. Maybe this one is normal. I don't know.
The short of it is, the weather has been doing strange things to me. I feel like I'm riding a giant pendulum: so happy, feeling great, so productive, the world is coming alive; so lazy, so unfocused, so directionless, so uninspired.
I'm the queen of making lists that never get done. I can't tell you how many times I've tried to write since my last post, but nothing comes.
The other day I came into the study to try to write about the race last weekend. (It should have been easy! The race went well! I placed third in my age group!) I sat down, then got up and went to pet whichever kitty was sitting amongst the cacti in the window. While idling stroking its head, I saw it.
This particular cactus has been with James for a very long time. Ten years, I think?
This spring is the first time it's flowered.
May I strive to be more like this cactus.
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