Edith here!
I woke up this morning and felt like a Munchkin after the farmhouse had landed!
I opened the door to discover that the Earth is all new and suddenly in Technicolor. Spring has finally sprung here on Long Island, and it smooched everything in sight.
The Magnolia tree is magnificent.
The grass (where the birds didn't eat all the seed) is greener. The fishies in the little pond made it through the winter and are lazing in the sunshine, like tiny golden whales.
The bamboo is shooting up everywhere.
All the little brown birds are building nests on my gutters and eaves, until my split-level begins to look like a witch's cottage.
Miss Daisy lies on her back in the sunshine, all four legs to the sky, showing her speckledy pink belly to the sun. The day is filled with light and birdsong.
You get it. Spring Fever -- I has it. The victim is struck by a certain delicious lassitude. Nothing seems worth doing if it requires too much effort.
Why work? See how effortlessly Nature is producing marvels for us?
Why do we start a new year in the winter, anyway?
This is when it all begins.
And so, what else new with me?
I now have TWO grandbaby boys!
Adam and Jeanne delivered Sebastian Q Felber on March 26th!! Yes! (More pics and more about that "Q" here)
Susie and Ed are nurturing Hugo Norbert Holland, who now walks and giggles, plays jokes, and even has his very own vlog on Babble.com!
And yes! I finally finished the revisions on the Manuscript that Kept Being Interrupted by Life, the Universe and Everything. Plus my Susie refreshed my website anew, with a brand new contest just for you! Do go see -- and enter, do!
So what do I do now? Susan/Sarah (see her recentest blog) said much the same about times between creative efforts. But I'm a victim of the Spring. I feel about as creative as a crocus. I don't want to work at all.
I've my new book, HIS DARK & DANGEROUS WAYS coming out May 27th. But I can't linger in the book aisles too long...
There's a proposal to write.
There's research to do.
Friends to visit.
And a whole lot of lazing to do in the sunlight beside the little fishpond, like a medium-sized pink whale.
What I need from you, dear readers, is for you to tell me how you greet the Spring.
Please do not tell me abut Spring Cleaning. Or anything that requires large muscle activity. (I don't think I have those anymore anyway...did I ever?) That includes Sports and Games, unless, of course, we're talking about good seats at the Stadium.
Just let me know how you would idle away these few fine days.
One brilliant idea that springs forth in the comments here will be picked at random to get an autographed book by moi -- winner to be announced on my next Wenchly blog!
So please, stop and smell the tulips, and say away.
*N.O.L.V. = Caution: This blog contains Nothing Of Literary Value. :)
UPDATE 4.20: The "Q" link was wrong -- but fixed now!