Tuesday, March 2, 2010

what I was doing when March stopped by


mindfulness: a time to read, usually in bed at night or perhaps at kitchen table while waiting for the potatoes to boil


fruitfulness: a time to plan when to begin planting the tiny lettuce and spinach seeds in the raised beds outside my kitchen window, where the daffodils are stretching from their long winter nap



wellness: a time to warm the cold hands and fortify with hot drinks laced with honey and lemon

Welcome March!

a chickadee

 I have taken to afternoon walks in the fields along the side of the woodlands. Today I carried along a small pair of binoculars hoping to c...