May 13th, 2006

munkacsy_parc_monceau

Early Risers

The birds began chirping at five o'clock, when the sky was as yet barely light. They must have slept well, to be so full of energy so early. I took a bit of an unintentional nap myself, probably induced by the serenity of the night and the burbling of the water that was irrigating the sourgrass. I dreamed I was watching a hawk fly. Early in the evening, the moon had been floating in a sky gauzy with clouds, but after I woke the sky had cleared and the shadows had grown stark. Other than the water flowing throught he flower bed, and my own footsteps, the only sound for hours was the occasional croaking of the two frogs. The cool air had fallen as still as stone. The early chirping of the birds was a welcome change.

To my surprise, the poppy plants in the back yard have now put out at least three dozen more blossoms than they had last week, and at least two dozen more buds are waiting to open. They have done better than I expected.
laszlo moholy-nagy_chx

Fragments

My Saturday evenings have gotten way too busy, but I have no idea how. I don't seem to be doing any more than I used to. Maybe I'm just getting slower.

The good news is that the pine pollen might be easing up. I haven't felt quite as crappy today as I have for the last week, but I do have a headache.

I'm listening to the first cricket of the spring right now. It won't be long before the night is full of them. I'm looking forward to that.

Going to go indulge in darkness for a while. Looking at the monitor is making my head hurt more.