isn't spring time lovely? the windows finally open, pages of books flutter in warm breezes,
birds chirp at each other as i sip my tea, ella sings to me as i clean, and my flowers turn toward the sun.
hopefully there will be lots of page-turning for me today. i need to get through this novel
so i can write, write, write, and then move on to my final novel for the semester: mansfield park.
spring is indeed lovely.