Today I sat out on my back porch and put my face to the sun. I heard the birds chirp: robins, finches–even a woodpecker in the distance. I took off my shoes and sunk (sank?) my feet in our damp back yard–pushing down mole holes with my toes and smelling the fresh earth. I turned over a brick and found a red spider–sitting still, blending in with the background, and I watched roly-polys turn into protective balls in the mud.
The world is waking up.