My lilac is bursting into wonderful, fragrant bloom, a blessing after all the sadness shrouding my life for the last several months as my mother and two close friends all died within months of each other. It is the old story: winter passes, and the thaw does come around again. I can't believe I worked on my book through all this sadness, and taught, and was glad to have these things.
I went to Love Apple Farm this weekend with my friend Mary and bought my tomato plants: this year, I bought San Francisco Fog, two cherry tomatoes (a striped "Black cherry" and a bicolor, "Isis Candy"), and one standard-sized heirloom, "Chocolate Vintage." I find heirlooms to be a bit fussy, but I am putting them in a sunnier spot this year.
Mr. Strega laughed when he saw my tomato plants--I always resolve to buy "just one."
There's no way I can do that!
So, life goes on, slowly. The little things, the small positive things in life, move grieving forward.
2 comments:
Lilacs, heirlooms, and laughter. Sounds like it's shaping up to be a lovely spring after all :)
Thank you!
"bleeding espresso" is a terrific blog, too.
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