Have you thought much about spring yet? No? Me neither. No movement on the garden plans, no thoughts on ever doing anything normal. There are, in my mind, too many question marks still (I'm sure you know them all) to think much about anything except today and the next day. Maybe at a stretch -- the day after that.
Ed, on the other hand, is, for once, more forward looking. Spring ideas are hatching, as if this were 2019 instead of 2021, which so far looks pretty much like 2020, except for what's going on in D.C. But otherwise, we isolate, we wear masks and frown at those who do not, we walk or ski, we wash groceries. Or at least I do. Because "small chance" may not be so small in the weeks ahead so we may as well continue to be vigilant. So I listen to Ed and his ideas for what's next and I marvel how two people can be so close and yet so different. Because we are different, but I guess you already know that.
Morning walk -- as predicted, even colder!
Morning breakfast -- groceries came yesterday with three delicate stalks of delphinium. Exquisite. Perhaps a little out of place in January, but these days, you have to break out of old ideas to keep yourself sane.
I do try to return to my writing, but I am at a point where I am fed up with my inability to ever finish the damn thing. Everything always needs an improvement. And the longer I dally and fuss with it, the more I evolve (or maybe regress, who knows) in my writing and thus the more I become dissatisfied with what's there. I'm sure this is true for most anyone who takes fifty years to complete a writing project, but still, if I had a mirror before me, I'd look at myself right now and say -- you need to be done with this already, or else.
No mirror, therefore no admonition.
In the afternoon, Ed and I go skiing. I almost do not want to (inside, looking out feels cold!) but in the end, we go and as always, it's beautiful.
The evening gem: FaceTiming with Primrose!
The evening un-gem: two Netflix movies -- one bad enough to ditch early on, the other just good enough to keep on watching, but with deep regrets throughout.
And tomorrow -- what's in store for tomorrow? Well, for one thing, Snowdrop is returning to school. First time since last March. She is... excited!
