I also think that telling you about it has something to do with the process of Retiring and Making a Big Move; the way those have affected my sense of Identity; my awareness of, and dismay over, a fair amount of floundering that you've probably registered here; and my hope that I'm setting some direction now, that it might be a direction you're interested in reading about as I move forward.
Do you think it's Spring's onset that's spurring me on? All these leaves unfurling, blossoms opening, insisting on our trying to match the exuberant renewal and growth? . . . . Exemplifying that idea in the photos above are the leaves of a splendid and sizeable ornamental maple that was left here for us -- I've been quite mesmerised by the delicacy of its emergent foliage and couldn't resist sharing a few photos with you.
Now tell me: do you feel an urge, in the Spring, toward new projects? Or did you get all that underway at the New Year? or, as used to be more the case for me, do you save new starts for the Fall? I must admit I'm a bit apprehensive about longer, lighter days calling me outside, fine for the Running, the Gardening, the Visiting with Friends, but perhaps not so promising for establishing and maintaining some solid writing habits. Advice? Encouragement?