Days of reading,

The tree outside my window was bare for months, and I pretended we were approaching winter when the winds were horrendously huge (or big, I don't know how else to describe wind.) last month.

I looked out of the window today and it was blooming with yellow flowers. How pretty!



And I'm so swarmed with work I don't know how else to start and the refusal to sit down and get things done is making me all panicky. I don't have the time or the emotions to deal!

Le sigh.