I am not here in the blogosphere today
The real world has called to me through the rays
of some long overdue sunshine.
It whispered my name in the faint breeze yesterday,
but screamed in my ear this morning.
While we have been inside waiting for the earth to warm
The earth has been secretly prospering
under the cover of clouds
apparently ideal growing conditions for grass.
After that these guys are gently nudging me toward the garden shed
they would like more permanent housing.