Forgive my blasphemy. It’s what I do.
I remember a week or two ago (who the fuck really knows, anymore?) mentioning to Amanda that I missed leaves. The trees were still bare. Spring seemed a little late, but time has gotten wonky, as I’m sure you’ve noticed.
I just looked outside, and either they all came out overnight, or time has indeed gotten wonky. And, of course, we have a crow keeping an eye on us.
Wonder what the vineyards are doing.
I miss them.