Tea-kettle, tea-kettle, tea-kettle!
We wake to the birds' beautiful racket in the morning. The sun is hot but the air, under the shade, retains a tinge of spring. Each year, April becomes a reflective time for me--a time of change, of renewal, but a renewal outward rather than starting over, like a tree putting on rings.
Changes are coming. I'm excited and nervous and ready.
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