magid

It's pouring, and looks like it'll continue for a while. We need the rain, after a pretty dry winter, but this is a less than wonderful day for it: This evening is the reception for the Windows Art Project, preceded by lots of chalk drawing all over Davis Square; not so doable in the rain.

(Oh, and all those Harvard graduating types being drenched in good clothes, too.)

I should just try to think of my happy tomato plant, and be satisfied, I suppose.
Feh.

i've been an incredible slugabed this weekend. not actually in bed, necessarily, just lying around, not doing anything much. well, some reading. a couple of new-to-me books (from a cow orker), and a rereading of "about the b'nai bagels" by e. l. konisburg, which remains a wonderful book. slightly dated, yes, but still wonderful.

it was windy today. at one point i looked outside and almost thought it was snowing: the wind was blowing so many white petals off a neighbor's flowering tree.

more time spent with the visiting birds. so far, i've managed not to be bitten. and the more... people-friendly one has been ok with me petting him through the wire of the cage (as long as the other one isn't too close...). they've been pretty good, wanting to talk a lot, though sometimes it went over into squalking [that spelling just doesn't look right; too lazy to figure it out.]. i admit bribing them at times so i could change the food: they like the challah i made. and they seemed to enjoy the bit of banana today, and the watermelon friday.

and today was xmas! zzbottom took me shopping for a cast-iron griddle, his xmas present to me, just in time for me to tovel it this week, then bring it to the pancake bash. hooray!

favorite building sign spotted as we went in search of cast iron, down by the river: mystic activity center. now, really. just too easy to come up with things to do with that...

tonight, after having yet more roasted veggies (another batch today, as long as i had fresh rosemary...), over to hillel for a jewish a cappella concert. 3 groups, one from harvard (mizmor shir), one from mit (techiya; the "ch" is pronounced "k"), and one of local grownups (honorable menschen. yes, groan as much as you like). all were decent, though there was a bit of a tendency towards choral music. oh, and there were very nice munchies.

so i end the weekend having done none of the work i brought home, and little of the stuff i'd planned to do around the house. ah, well

somehow time seems to keep slipping into the future... and suddenly it's really spring.

yesterday it was too hot for more than 1 layer. crocuses are still bursting out all over, also daffodils. other flowers intermittently spotted (though the snowdrops seem to be gone), too. and i saw 2 flowering trees! i just love seeing trees in bloom. one was a pink flowering one, probably not an interesting kind at all, alongside a municipal parking lot. the other is a white flowering one, a tree that's either peach or apricot (can't remember), near harvard sq. and the magnolias aren't more than buds yet.

and forsythia is out! they're one of my favorite shrubs (perhaps b/c i used to hide under them?). the centerpiece at the 2nd seder was forsythia and daffodils, a happy yellow combination.

this morning driving in in the rain, it looked wintry again, stark tree skeletons outlined against the grey sky. but the individual raindrops hanging off the branches, only visible up close, looked like sequins. and once in the office, i can see a flowering tree, and one sending out its early leaves, in that lighter green color not seen later in the summer.

the 2 ducks that had neen in the small pond on the way to work have gone. i wonder where they'll end up?
2 canadian geese flew incredibly close to my window, honking as the headed north.

this is the 4th day of the omer.

despite the whetherman's declaration that it's more important to know whether there will be weather than what the weather will be, i'm disappointed that the predictions for rain have come true. the snow looked beautiful falling in big clumps from the sky.

i had 2 cow-orkers (what a job description that would be. "i'm a cow-orker, ma'am." right up there with turkey-jerker....) with rather different reactions to snow: one has hopes for a ski weekend, one doesn't like dealing with the other drivers when they react to snow. though it all looks great when there's no commute home to worry about the drivers being stupid on.