Yes! It's spring! Yikes! I haven't been writing or reading as promised. I will get back on the horse today. Here follows a list of excuses (I just discovered that a neighbor/friend has a blog just for lists because she likes to make them, so I thought I'd borrow the idea for a minute):
Thing One: Yesterday we got given a pair of tickets to see Evidence perform at Merrill Auditorium (that picture was taken from inside the organ, cool). It's always a treat to go to the Merrill, not only because it's usually because someone gave us tickets, but because it's fun to see lots of people we know from dancing, working, and generally being in Portland. I skipped writers group to go.
Thing Two: Today it's sunny! That's a lousy excuse. What better weather for poetry? It literally makes me want to just jump around with delight that it's not freezing, though. I think I'm getting old...
OK, so I'm clearly an amateur when it comes to list-making. I'll work on that. Maybe. I think I like paragraphs better. I'm off to do some spring cleaning, because we only get the one day before it goes back to being rainy, cold, and yes, possibly even snowy on Sunday. Good thing we'll be in New Haven, dancing our feet off.
One more thing before I sign off and get writing (and cleaning). I realized today upon driving out to meet with a math teacher at one of the high schools "just" outside of Portland that I am more grateful that I live in Portland than I have been willing to admit, or even aware of. The traffic is SO bad once you hit the "city" limits, and the houses are just sort of dropped, without any apparent thought of design or position, about the landscape. And the strip malls. But you know what it's like. Anyway. I just wanted to say for the record ('cause god knows I complain enough about city life) that I'm glad I don't live out there.