Blink and you will miss it

People are usually talking about speeding through small towns when they say it, but I think it goes for life as well.  I’ve been working so much this last six weeks that I am continually surprised by the passage of time.  What, it’s May? Wait, it’s almost Memorial Day? When did that happen?

When did the azaleas in our yard bloom in a riot of color and joy?


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Journey to a winter wonderland

We got somewhere between 4.5 and 6 inches of snow on Wednesday night. Until Thursday morning, the snow this winter has been like the sugar on mini-wheats–a pretty coating adding a certain glamour to a fundamentally recognizable breakfast cereal.  

On Thursday morning I woke up in a whole different world.


We didn’t used to have an archway at the end of our driveway. For that matter, we used to have a driveway.

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Exploring our own backyard

And I do mean that literally: our actual backyard, not Chapel Hill or North Carolina or North America or Planet Earth or any other metaphorical backyard.

January was a busy month–busy with work and traveling to DC for work, and also busy with combating a cold followed by a sinus infection followed by the desire to hibernate for the rest of the winter (not that it’s been anything really like “winter” here this year).  So I haven’t had any time to travel.

But not all adventures start when you leave your own driveway.  And our yard is an adventure in itself. It’s the kind of place a child, or an adult who remembers being a child, or a hound, can find nooks and crannies and leafy forts to hide in while getting lost in dreams . . . and quite possibly getting physically lost too.

Here’s a pretty view from our driveway on a sunny day:

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