daffodils on my table
soft scent of cool windy spring
indoors.
outside
the earliest tree flowers
have become baby leaves.
the woods is closing in.
hiding,
making homes for the babies.
my babies are in their 30's now.
and both remembered me this day.
and i remember my mom
who had the birth name of
weaver.
my legacy.
indoors this week
i've been making samples
and shifu pages
for books.
next weekend i am going to
cleveland
but as usual, i am not wanting the drive.
these days i only want to fly west,
drive east.
maybe some day i will drive to the ocean
hop in a boat
and sail around some!
ha!
for mothers and honorary mothers,
a happy day.
but mostly, happy spring.
(hannah is working on the new site, i'm not there yet.)