another try at electronic journalling

So another writers' camp is over and once again the creative minds of our youth both inspire and astound me .  Maybe the camp is around to give me that rush. Is that a bad thing?

Hizzy the siamese is lost no small dogs are chasing her and the house is quiet no games are on the telly in this room. She is mewering ( my word) and rubbing against my leg but as it is in a true oriental inscrutable place. i am unsure whether it is joy or bewilderment that has set her off. I will assume joy and satisfaction at being ruler of her domain until the return of the small pests.

The day is beautiful and things are greening---- daffodils have in buds in yards. This time when the grey of winter melts into the bright greens and pale golds of spring is my favorite equalled only by fall. summer is wilt me season and winter though lovely in its puritan whites and grays  is no  joy to drive through  to reach Buhler and work.

Time to unpack the car and get my meds. This is Spring break and I feel in no hurry to do anything but of course, I will.  Plan to post some of Herb lore on  prairiewindsks later today.