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Saturday, March 9, 2019

It's March. It's Raining. We Had A Thunderstorm.

person heating hands beside bonfire at nighttimeMarch + thunder + rain = spring. 
(It's my math, I can use it anyway I want.) 

We had thunder today. It's been raining nearly all day, dissolving the accumulated snow piles. There's also some sunshine peeking through the clouds. Spring is almost here. And, you know what that means. Right.

I have been staying up to the wee hours of the morning. I've been hearing more birds chirping in the mornings . . . but I really wish they'd set their alarms for some time after 5:30 a.m. That's usually when I'm ready to go to sleep. Bunnies are bounding. Yes, they are. We have several that bound back and forth across our yard, usually at night and in the early mornings. I have seen their tracks, and the prints of one very lonesome deer, in the snow covering the yard. The coyotes are still crooning by the river, very loudly. They usually start their concerts about 2:30 a.m. They started earlier today. If not for all the wildlife and the current writing projects I could have a normal sleeping/waking schedule.

I'm in the process of editing a nonfiction book at the moment. I have another to finish writing so I can edit that one. It will soon be time for a writer's getaway. The 'open for the season' dates at campgrounds and parks are approaching for that all-important, first-camping-trip-of-the-year journey. I still have to get the bike out and oil its chain. I still have to rip the old carpeting out of the van and get the new flooring put in. I have the camping gear all ready to go.

Go open a window. Smell that? That's spring on the horizon. It will soon be time to start pedaling for real. Now, close the window. This isn't the great outdoors, you know. Do you think heat grows on trees? It's only 37.


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