| Mar. 9th, 2008 @ 05:54 pm A mixed bag of musings . . . |
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. . . before I settle down to work.
Today was the first time I have gone out in my yard in weeks. This is unusual for me because I like working in the yard, but I have just been too busy. It seems that spring has sprung. So I went out and fertilized the whole yard--pansies, geraniums, bird of paradise, hydrangea--you name it. The pansies of course are in their full glory already, but a lot of the other flowers need a little blooming nudge.
As I was walking around throwing out the fertilizer, I was dive-bombed. It sounded like a whole squadron around my head instead of just this one tiny bird. Talk about attitude. Seems she had built a nest and preferred me to stay out of her yard. I am sure it won't be long before I see little beaks poking above the rim ala ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) newport2newport but don't expect amazing photos from me like hers.
I love the enormous attitude of these birds. If they had hands they'd be waving them at you or pulling you by the ear.
So most of the day I took care of a few spring chores and also those deadly boring routine ones like grocery shopping. If we could just give up eating . . .
Thanks for all the nice comments yesterday about the book trailer. If I put all your comments together it would be something like Excellent Freaky Shivers. : ) Yeah, me too.
So now I am settling down to do a little writing. It seems like lately my best writing time is in the early evening. Twilight has always been my favorite time of day. What's yours? Twilight always seems quieter, calmer, like you are between acts of a play and can take a little intermission and just take in the whole stage. I'm looking out my window right now doing that. A few long arms of sunset are hitting the houses across the street and not a leaf on a tree is twitching. I love it.
I wish "intermission" could last like, all night long, so I could get this book done. I am close, but impatient. |
