Spring is struggling to snap upon us, because Winter isn't ready to let go. My eyes are tired. Red from trees trying to flower, squinting from white snow and watching a weeks worth of students performing Hamlet and Julius Caesar while I check lines and stage directions.
So tonight's entry is going to be short.
Watched Top Five tonight and loved it.
Reading All the Light We Cannot See, and loving it.
Eyes drooping, dry, itchy and rimmed with the work of the day.
Nature bending under frozen water of all forms collecting for months.
Good Night, Snowy Springy serenade, G'night.
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