Tuesday, May 24, 2011
What can one write on a blog when the whole world seems to be upside down ?
In my little spot of western Washington, it's wet and cold and green. The Columbia River is spilling over her edges, full of debris, swift and dangerous. The birds are loud and busy. Flowers burst open, spring growth is abundant. I feel lucky to have a cold that keeps hanging on and forever rain as my only complaints.
The people who suffer eartquakes, radiation, widespread flooding, tornadoes, war - it weighs heavy ....