Wisteria; plum


It’s spring here — there’s no denying it. Trees are blooming; birds are singing.


Above is my wild, addled house; below is the tidy park around the capital in Sacramento. I drove to Sacramento on Saturday to see a friend. It’s a nice drive, and I wished I’d left more time to get off the road and see what’s going on in the marshes.

I’m feeling all at 6s and 7s. I think it’s the spring — it always makes me feel like I want to be doing something, but I don’t know what.

All right — stuff to do here, although what I’d really like to do is go roll around in the grass.

Maybe later —

5 thoughts on “Wisteria; plum

  1. Spring arrived here in February, then winter came back for a week, but in typical Texas fashion, summer will arrive this week.

  2. The phrase sixes and sevens has a complicated etymology which I have just been prompted to look up. Risk and hazard are involved, but I know what you mean about that spring feeling.

    • Oooh. I’m going to look it up, too. I wondered as I typed it. What I meant was “out of sorts,” I suppose.

      On Tue, Mar 10, 2015 at 12:03 PM, Reader's Guide to . . . wrote:


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