Tuesday, May 7, 2013
I'm not going to post pictures of Mr. T because frankly, risers full of middle school boys forced to sing under duress isn't a pretty sight. Or sound, come to think of it.
Between games and concerts and subbing gigs, my yard is a gorgeous palette of bright green and yellow.
Everything is lush and there's a faint sweetness in the air.
At last count, I've got over a dozen varieties of daffodils blooming.
Jax continues to mend.
I edited a poetry collection that had me constantly referring to Webster's and even a book of Gardener's Latin (I am a stickler for everything).
And now I must find something to wear while subbing for second grade today.
So many things to share with you when I have time to sit and type--silly town politics, a wetlands update, my thoughts on China and intellectual property...
Spill it, reader. What's blooming in your yard?