It seems like a month since I’ve taken a breath.
The Honey Locust trees are in bloom all around Big Grove. Apples and pears are forming in our small stand of fruit trees. Nature’s relentless cycle advances, ready or not.
There is pressure to keep up with a diverse life during spring. It increases these last days before Memorial Day. The main thing is not to freak out.
While we live there is always a next chapter to write. For the moment, it is enough to keep my mind and hands busy—and enjoy the Honey Locust trees while I may.