Artwala Road

We were walking back from the library this morning when Dear A shouted, ‘Look!’ He’s not a shouting man and I confess I jumped out of my shoes. Thought I was about to step into dog do or something. But there they were in full sunshine up against the foundation of a house not far from the road—a brave little cluster of crocuses! What a thrill! It truly makes living in this climate worthwhile when spring arrives with all its great upward energy. This long winter hibernation left us under-exercised and faintly edgy, for sure. The snow melted two days ago, the sun shines and now we’re going on long walks again. So great.

Have to say, despite the hibernation and the snow, this winter has just breezed by for me. It’s serves a purpose—keeps us indoors with hands on keyboard.  I’ve been so busy with work, so engrossed in it that I hardly noticed what was going on outside.  I’m typing, typing, typing, like mad.  It’s good.  Much progress despite moments of doubt which must be put in their proper place.  Winter is good for steady work and our little house is cosy and warm. When spring comes I’ll doubtless want to be outside and there will be other things to do. I see there are still a lot of dank old leaves to be raked away but for now they can wait.

Meanwhile I’m waiting and waiting for the Democratic nominee to be chosen. Please let it be Obama. I didn’t always wish this. I waffled back and forth. But I believe now we need an outsider, someone who won’t play the same old game. It’s good he doesn’t have experience. He’s coming in with the possibility of new thinking. The old thinking got us into this mess—all that fear-based horrific blustery aggression, all the greed and looking out for only one. I’m feeling that again as this campaign gets tough. Enough. Something new is being born! Spring is here.

March 6th, 2008 | Category: Spotted / Art on the Planet | Subscribe to comments | Leave a comment | Trackback URL