I am awed, as I have been every year since I moved here. The fullness of the cherry blossoms.
There were moments of bright sun in between the showers and encroaching cold.
This morning I walked up to Cultivate the City with a neighbor. I am going to try more fruit this year–I found a spot for a passion fruit vine; I will put strawberry towers on the sleeping porch; I may… (READ MORE)
I’ve been going out just at full light, before even most of the workers, to be safe and actually practice physical distancing. I am realizing just how dependent I am on walkabout, and this next phase is requiring me to… (READ MORE)
I feel compelled to make clear that I have avoided going to the tidal basin. All the blossoms I have visited have been in my neighborhood at times when few enough were outside that I could maintain full social distancing…. (READ MORE)
On the Way Home from Spanish Class Before Meditating on the Bus and Engaging In Before Sleep Self-Care Rituals
Including gentle yoga asana to address the places that feel a bit stuck after 2 1/2 hours in a hard small chair with a desk attached to the right side (I write with my left hand). I change my position… (READ MORE)