I found these stars on the ground while I was hiding Easter candy in the forest upstate over the weekend. Everything is still so stripped of color since nothing has bloomed yet – not even a sign of buds on the trees – and the shiny green stars caught the light. It was like finding treasure. Interestingly enough, the girls didn’t find this little patch of stars. I guess they were too blinded by the candy hunting. Just as well. I feel like it’s my little secret only meant for me to see.
Remember a few weeks ago when I said how content I was what with what I was doing at the moment and how I’ve accepted the fact that I’m working a lot right now without any time for personal projects or our business? Oh, well forget I said that. You should never listen to anything I say because I’ve had the worst anxiety this past week over this and almost everything else imaginable. What can I say? Being middle aged isn’t easy. It’s sort of like being a teenager all over again and that is the only way I can even begin to accurately describe it. When I think of it that way, it makes all the sense in the world.