Spring

I went to the farmers market this morning.

It's been hard to get myself there recently. Nothing really, just the desire to do absolutely nothing, and talk to no one once Saturday morning comes. Maybe when it moves to Thursday evenings again...

Today I am watering my very large yard. By hand. My timer goes off every 20 min and I move my four hoses. We need to get the sprinkler system fixed. Or do a rain dance. But spring has sprung. The fruit trees are blooming, the dandelions are up, and my garden is covered in weeds.

I've been listening to THIS and THIS. I'm not a person who listens to every episode of a podcast but I've actually listened to a fair amount of We Can Do Hard Things lately. Maybe because life is fine but feels hard right now.

I've been reading If Women Rose Rooted, also The Diary of a Provincial Lady, and I recently finished Summer Kitchens. 

I've been watching Call the Midwife from the beginning. Predictable, easy, and not as stressful as watching the news.

I am also avoiding most news but still trying to stay informed on Ukraine and its people. I enjoyed this interview on the author of Summer Kitchens, Olia Hercules on BBC The Food Chain. And also donated to her #cookforukraine and World Central Kitchen.

 

Music

 

Well I guess I missed February. Really there was a lot. It was survival. Nothing earth shattering just lots of things that made a rather large hill.

This morning I was reading the NYT weekender article about pandemic playlists. 

I read THIS one and THIS one.

A couple lines that stuck out for me were, "I label my playlists by month and use them like a diary, to keep a record of a particular moment."

I think this hopped out at me because of my lifelong propensity to journal in one way or another, a written journal, a nature journal, blogging, instagram...the list goes on. And I do associate music with memories. But I've never been big on making playlists, I tend to listen to albums. Maybe a journal of albums.

Which brings me to the second quote, "I wonder what will become of our pandemic playlists years from now. Will we be inclined to revisit them?...Or will we leave them to history, fossils from a time we'd prefer to forget?"

Which made me think of earlier this week, I have found myself in the car a lot in this season of life. Practices and lessons, work and support...I have a lot of time in there. And I pulled up the second She & Him album on Spotify (yes I stuck with Spotify) because it has always reminded me of a simple time in my life. Four small kids, living with my dad after losing our house, beach days with homeschool friends, and driving along the coast to La Leche League meetings. But this time it was not simplicity and sunshine that shown though. It made me uneasy. My anxiety and sadness rising. My heart hurting. I was rather surprised. 

So back to that question, "Will we be inclined to revisit them?" I guess we will have to wait and find out. And them maybe wait some more and feel it again.