Last night when I was closing curtains a hawk glided from a tree and swept along about a foot off the ground over the lawn and slowly around the neighbor’s house. It felt like it too had heard the news from Ukraine, that maybe peace will return, that right now I can quit this yard and go tend my own problems. Not that a hawk could have a heart as dark and hard as Putin’s, but still, something (felt) shifted, however briefly, in the world.
The forsythia out my
office window is blooming, rioting in yellow. I love when the cardinals come to
add a little zest of color, a pop as the home shows
like to say. I was coveting the colors in the yard behind mine, the forsythia
there has been bright yellow all week but now this one is catching up. Today we
are to have more rain and heavy winds, possible thunderstorms, typical end of
March stuff. (Side note, goldfinches have been visiting this week.)
Speaking
of March stuff, I have been watching women’s college basketball like a fiend. I
do not think I’d seen a whole game in over two years until the tournament got
underway and since I have spent hours (hours!) watching and learning the
players and remaining [almost] neutral in my cheers. I have been a UCONN fan, since
the days we lived in Connecticut. I love that Coach Auriemma was so happy for
his team after the last win (2 overtimes!), but also how he became so emotional
with the responsibility of coaching and getting these players to his program on
a promise he has made. But then, any of the teams
still left are interesting and so, so talented. The game on Friday
night between UCONN and Stanford is going to be fantastic. I do like both teams
and both coaches. And I agree with the ESPN commentator yesterday that women’s
college basketball is 1000 percent better than the men’s: nuanced, faster,
tougher; the majority of the women are not going on to play after college so,
for many, this is it.
I've never seen a lilac bush collapse. I need photos!
ReplyDeleteWe actually got some rain here last night. I had to get up in the night and poke the tent roof to get the pooled water to flow off.
I hadn't either, imagine. They only seem to spread and grow. I suspect the warm winter in the horrible fungi that came up around it corrupted the roots...later I'll back this up with some sort of knowledge and proof. :) I'll send you pictures.
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