Friday, April 5, 2024

     A friend I have not seen for 19 years came by today. We are at first, shy with each other and then the conversation opens up and we remember why we had so much fun together.

     Wind and rain all day today. Maybe the last storm of the season. I am back to wearing my orange puffer jacket in the house for a couple of days.

     The large patch of wild geraniums in the side yard, are ready to bloom.  One solitary blossom is leading the pack. The others are waiting for their signal.

     I finish reading BUKOWSKI IN A SUNDRESS, confessions from a writing life, by Kim Addonizio. a wild collection of essays about her life. All of the essay are interesting and some are really cringy.