The mail brought small, tender wonders.
There is so much going on right now that if I let it, my head would spin. Instead, I fix my eyes on the near future. Hyacinth vines and flowers overhead shivering with honeybees.
Years ago, Jim turned a 10x10 slab of concrete into a haven by building an arbor. These vines and others covered it, the blossoms hanging down. Roses climbed up the outside. All I had to do was give water and enjoy.