It is that moment in the school year where you are worn away like a favorite pencil- sharpened until there is a so little left it is hard to hold onto. I’m struggling. But spring is finally here. That’s good and I scrapped ice yesterday but not today. That’s good, too.
Signs of spring- Finn’s chickens are laying, new baseball uniforms, Momo’s short hair, revolutionary trading cards instead of essays, prepping for AP exams, giddyup Sunday best, active shooter supplies, LieLie singing gospel and winery trips without snow.