I don't think you should ratchet down your enthusiasm for anything. This post made me feel good in about 5 different ways, and I needed that today. Thank you! I loved the poem you shared, as I've been feeling a tiny bit melancholy about the trees losing their candy this week. Now I am looking out to the willow in our front yard and I'm cheering those leaves on.
I am honored that you referred to me as “being more tethered to actual time and space than myself.” My tethering to time and space is one of my best qualities, and I thank you for recognizing it. I’m glad one of us got to enjoy the poetry workshop. 😀
I love my ritual of starting my week listening to you. I’m definitely feeling the weight of “the duties of the thing.” I still stand by our theory 💯 (and your overalls). Love you.
I don't think you should ratchet down your enthusiasm for anything. This post made me feel good in about 5 different ways, and I needed that today. Thank you! I loved the poem you shared, as I've been feeling a tiny bit melancholy about the trees losing their candy this week. Now I am looking out to the willow in our front yard and I'm cheering those leaves on.
I am honored that you referred to me as “being more tethered to actual time and space than myself.” My tethering to time and space is one of my best qualities, and I thank you for recognizing it. I’m glad one of us got to enjoy the poetry workshop. 😀
I love my ritual of starting my week listening to you. I’m definitely feeling the weight of “the duties of the thing.” I still stand by our theory 💯 (and your overalls). Love you.
I am kinning with you on the 3:00 a.m. Substack thing.🌱🩵🌱
💗💗💗 I love all of this. These lines from Ada Limon’s poem are some of my favorite to come back to this spring : “Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty.
And I love your poem too—filled with good things I need to keep remembering. Thanks for another pocketful of beautiful reminders.
Just lovely!
Delight! TY, Mary.