March is a month of considerable frustration it is so near spring and yet across a great deal of the country the weather is still so violent and changeable that outdoor activity in our yards seems light years away.
Spring: so close I can feel the dirt on my hands and taste the first spinach salad of the season.
Slush too, which is an acceptable and necessary precursor to better days, so easier to bear.
For now I entertain myself indoors and wrestle with the lack of routine.
Maybe next week.
Today: prayer this morning and our annual general meeting at church this evening.
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A long-overdue coffee date with my BFF.
Store-bought chow mein noodles: so bad for you but so delicious on the palate.
Conversations with my kiddos.