Planting makes me happy even though I'm pretty hopeless with everything that needs water to stay alive. I hope everything grows and doesn't die. Plenty of tomatoes just waiting for a couple more sunny days before they're just perfect. Nasturtiums may or may not grow, I'm not being very patient with them though.

I had a late breakfast on the balcony today. A hot day like most days recently (yesterday we had a thunderstorm though), so there I was wiggling my bare toes, eating the same yogurt I've eaten every morning for about a decade now and feeling at least alright if not extremely happy.

I missed you all. I think I'm kind of back now, for a while. I made some books this spring too, so maybe I'll have a story or two to tell you later.