April 2-April 8
What doesn’t, who isn’t? Fortunately, we can slough off our dismay in favor of new light, new life. Look around you, take in the ruddy light and brave air.
Our fool refuses to speak to you. He scuttles along, pouting in doorways until he has your attention so the slam is meaningful. It is. We are glad to be rid of him.
You spend better days tending to the land around us. What fine effort to expend. To be well-groomed for a moment, a day perhaps, then to do it again.
