I think, maybe, perhaps...it's about to be spring. There are tulips in Union Square and it only snowed a very few flakes yesterday.
So, things are getting going
with pussy willow
and strange pussy willow
not to mention the herbs. These were behind plastic the other day but looking very thrilling. So this morning I ventured up to the roof...
to discover that some parsley and chives, mint and rosemary had all survived the horrid long winter. So making plans to augment what's there. The city from the roof reminded me of Henry's city below (with the dinosaur looking rather trapped.)
Henry fed the animals with real strawberries
and Gretchen looked at the world from a different angle. So, as well as planting plants, I'm working on planting and growing ideas. I'm teaching Writing for Artists and Others: A Gentle Introduction at Little Bird Studios in May and June. It's open to everyone and should help people who've always wanted to write ( but felt daunted) to discover what fun it can be!* (Details below this post!)
My friend Margaret has the most beautiful china and she was given the wonderful flowers. Somehow yellow and blue are a perfect spring song.