This post will be quite random indeed and will mix together a few of the entries from my private journal.
On the vivid dreams of pregnancy:
Yesterday, it was sleeping crocodiles.
Last night’s prevailing image was of a phone call. From a can of spaghettios.
The can was on the counter, it started ringing. Knowing that to answer it would be messy (you have to open it to answer it) I hesitated, but had a feeling it was a favorite client that I hadn’t heard from in a while. So I bit the bullet, opened the can and had a pleasent but sloppy conversation with my client. (who knew I was talking on a can and it seemed totally normal to him too)
On the arrival of spring to the farm:
Regardless of what the calender says, spring has come to Eastern TN. You want proof you say?
Temp: 67 degrees
Trees and plants: flowered out and lovely. Bradford pear everywhere, phlox and forsythia, and even red magnolia!
And:
chicks have arrived!
The weather is supposed to get cool again starting tomorrow, but it is supposed to stay sunny at least!
