“I am sure it is a great mistake always to know enough to go in when it rains.  One may keep snug and dry by such knowledge, but one misses a world of loveliness.”  ~Adeline Knapp

Soft spring rains today, one of the joys of the season.  These drops are so gentle the birds continue to sing right through them, and fly carefully between them, sometimes without getting their feathers wet.

The radishes, both last year’s overwintered plants and this year’s newly sown seeds, are responding with enthusiasm.  Yesterday there were three seedlings, so tiny F. claimed he could not see them when I pointed;  this morning whole rows are visible, new life being born in neat, green lines.

The cats are both asleep beside me as I work, and the sound of their deep breathing mingles beautifully with pitter-patter and birdsong just beyond the window panes.  This gentle, grey light makes the colors glow.

I keep thinking if I look closely enough, I’ll be able to see the lettuces grow.

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