I’ve thought on a near daily basis that I should write something here, but all the ideas haven't quite made it from my brain to the keyboard yet. January was for hibernating and knitting. February was for re-entering the world. A couple days ago, I cracked a window and turned down the heat. Today it’s windy and cold again. So it goes on the edge of spring.
I just got home from a brisk and desperately needed walk in the woods (for me and my dog), where the edges of the trails had a thin, crunchy coating of frost, leftovers from yesterday’s rain. (Note to self: morning walks before work are a great idea and I should do it more often.)
So that’s the weather report! Popping in before I head to work to share something fun… I’m on this week’s episode of the new
podcast! I had a delightful chat with my friend about poetry and spiritual direction, two of my favorite subjects. I accidentally coined the term “places of micro-hospitality” and read a couple excerpts from Beneath the Flood. Also, I realized I am slightly out of practice with recording myself without a script, and sometimes I talk super fast until it’s time to read a poem. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯You can listen below, subscribe to
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Thanks for stopping by to chat, Jen!
The edge of spring is such a tease.