I’ve run out of things to say. Perhaps I need a break, or maybe it’s just spring that has taken over my brain. I can’t stop thinking about digging and find myself unconsciously lingering in the local Home Depot lawn and garden section singing Johnny Cash songs LOL. Yes I'm the weirdo singing "Jackson" in a terribly off key voice near the Geraniums, Impatients and Petunias. Do I get odd looks? Of course. Do I care? Not particularly. I seriously doubt that other Home Depot shoppers can sing better than me, which is not saying that much. Nothing terribly exciting about planning a balcony garden but it keeps me occupied. A few weeks ago the cherry trees in front of my building bloomed, it was beautiful. There was a light breeze and suddenly it snowed pink blossoms; they gently swirled, floating on some mystical spring current. It was a Zen moment for me. I’ve been in garden mode ever since.