This Perfectly Imperfect Life

Feverish, gray morning. Listening from the couch to the neighborhood waking up. Trees dripping dry now that the rain has passed. Commuters racing down our road towards the ferry. Robins and wrens bickering in the bushes under the windows. Comfort in the normalcy distracts and finally lulls me back to sleep. (written yesterday, 3/29/17)

Coastal living. Coastal winter.

My morning so far. What does your day look like today? PS: Happy Spring! (The only sign of it here is mud, so we have a long way to go).