on hold

I have a document that I keep open to work on posts. It's got about two dozen entries, some only a sentence of an idea, some several paragraphs long and still I am uninspired.

My days have all run together, locked in a never ending cycle of fiber paper and trips into the city. Another delay last week when the last glass blank came out with kiln wash stuck all over it. Some vinegar and cerium oxide fixed it up though and the last panel went in the kiln on Friday. I am waiting on pins and needles for the results late Sunday. I am sick of this job but excited about the possibilities. Now that we know what we are doing.

Spring has sprung and the humidity has been back all last week, with it my curly hair. Everything should be green but the two frigid cold fronts the first two weeks of February turned everything brown. I have spring fever of a sort. There is so much to be done out in the yard but I don't feel like doing it. I should be blasting out the door, garden tools in hand but it just all seems so overwhelming. Where do I start?

Instead I wandered around the yard looking for sprouting things.

azalea

rose

chinese fringe flower

mock orange

Still, I remain listless and unfocused.