With Spring Comes Nests

One of my favorite things in the world is not to feel less than nominal. I’ve been going through a bout of something phlegmy and energy-sapping for the past couple of days. The big downer of this for me is that I haven’t been up to finishing the painting Tess* asked me to make. My hope is to finish it in the next couple of days.

Finishing soon is something that I definitely like to do as she’s due to fly away to visit her bf and his family for an extended period in about a week. As these visits are becoming more frequent and of longer duration, and considering that there was some movement at looking at stables when she was there last month (looking for stables being the horse-person’s version of looking for a house), I can’t help but feel that the opportunities to have my middle DLT close by might be numbered.

Of course all of this is pure speculation on my part. It is very rare that anything is told to me in a timely fashion. Being the creative type, naturally my imagination kind of runs wild. However, based on all the snippets of information that have accumulated over the past year or so, I strongly suspect that this is the key trip for deciding some of life’s twists and turns. Whatever happens, the only thing I’m sure of is that I’ll still love Tess and I’ll stand behind whatever choices she makes. Yup…I’m empty-nesting and I’m not even a parent or anything. How fun is that?

Still, springtime is here, and I’m pretty darned happy about that (allergies aside). The thing I’m enjoying the most is sitting out in my backyard and watching the birds acting like the fun little dinos that they are. I’ve already pruned the trees so at least their nests are not going to be threatened by me. I like to see life returning to the world, the temperature warming to a comfortable level, and the chance to be useful in all those things my dad taught me how to do (and then some). Should be an interesting season, this year.