Wow! Today marks 52 weekly update posts (well, two were combined, so I suppose 51) over the course of a full year. Summer, fall, winter, spring. And on it goes.
Shavuos with my grandmother was really lovely b”H. It really was a nice change to get away and I’m so glad it worked out. We had about a 6 hour drive each way, which kind of wiped me out (the past two visits to my grandmother, I flew — it’s been years since I went up by car.) On the way home, I listened to E.B. White narrate The Trumpet of the Swan (an odd but charming book).
There has been some slight upheaval at work (a few resignations and my supervisor is going on extended leave), and with these changes I was offered a promotion to clinical supervisor. I’ve accepted it, because one doesn’t turn down promotions, but I have to admit that the added responsibility is giving me some anxiety. Meanwhile, I continue to deeply fantasize about having a full-time practice teaching journaling and practicing journal/poetry therapy, and also of escaping across the ocean and living in Lyon or London or Lucerne, or such. You are so kind for bearing with me.
Finally, revisiting my spring fun list:
This week I went to the iris garden. It was nice enough but not nearly as fully in bloom as the website made it sound. And as beautiful as they are, irises aren’t my flower. I went with friends who loved the irises, though, and it was nice to do something with friends.
I visited the Conservatory Garden in Central Park a few weeks ago, and also saw Central Park cherry blossoms over chol hamoed Pesach.
I mostly missed the tulips of Park Avenue and never did play hooky! Did not visit the Noguchi Museum. Did not take art walks, and have not yet walked up Broadway.
However, I reread the first four Betsy-Tacy books which were a huge highlight of my spring.
All in all, spring felt fleeting (I’ve used that word countless times this season). It was cold and then it was hot and then it was gone. And now we are on the threshold of summer.
Wishing you a warm and peaceful Shabbos!
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