One of the Viv-Vera's is missing and there are more black feathers in the pump house than looks good. Of course, she could be sitting on a huge pile of eggs somewhere. Who knows?
I know nothing.
I feel flat and uninspired. Not bad, really. Not overly depressed or angry or anxious or really anything. Like the weather, I am simply here, no glint or glow to spark my place in the universe.
I did get to see all three of my daughters today for which I was so grateful and that did bring me joy. My daughter May is the hardest working person I know and we rarely get to see each other so today I said, "Well, we shall go see her," and Lily and Jessie and I did. We met at the library where they had taken the kids to story hour. I just couldn't get myself to town in time for that particular pleasure but I still got to hang out with them awhile. And then we went to the restaurant where May works and surprised her and then we forced her to work even harder by all ordering salads which she has to make herself.
But it was SO good to see her.
My darling girl. Here are some pictures.
All the sisters. August was thinking about something. So was Levon. I have no idea where Maggie was, much less what she was thinking.
We make the children pose.
Maggie gives Levon the look. Or he gives Maggie the look.
His adorableness overcomes her. She reaches out.
And hugs him to her. She loves that baby so much. He's getting so big! And August is about to outgrow the overalls I embroidered for him. Oh well. He can pass them along.
It's supposed to be cloudy again tomorrow. And warm. I really need to go take a walk and see if I can find an endorphin. I could use one. Maybe all of this flatness is merely a response to, yes, the weather, and also living in a world where a state has to pass a law to ban discrimination against "Black hairstyles."
Was it legal before?
The older I get, the less I understand.
Tell me something good. I'd appreciate it.