WHAT? NO YEAR OF THE LIZARD?!
The wind is playing games, whizzing and buzzing the treetops. Everything rattles and whistles when you go outside. The kids and I walked through sunshine and birdsong and windful flurries to the nursery and bought a flat of pansies and ivy and 2 big bags of dirt. On the way home, we stopped at the playground with the new playground equipment where Martin showed me how quickly he can pump up to speed on the swings and Karin sold me a cinnamon bun made of brown sand and white gravel. It looked like cinnamon and sugar, minus the bun. I...