Cello days & the wonder of waiting.

Spring. It is a time of transition. A waiting period. Pending the presence of tiny green shoots. Pushing up slowly through the damp, rich earth. Their emergence - a promise of seasonal riches. Weather sweeps and swells. Yesterday's warmth beckoned me outside. Clearing garden beds. Planting pansies. Their sweet butterscotch faces bracing for the chill, wrapped... Continue Reading →

April 1, 2019 0

What does “waiting” look like?

There on the cold, April bleachers I watched the bustle of activity. Middle school milers and elementary hurdlers ~ stretching to warm and ready their lean legs for the event. Rakes combing well-groomed stripes in the sand. A rectangular pit. Ticket counters clicking. The unfolding of green, as it moves from one side of the table to the other.... Continue Reading →