Yesterday evening I wrote this dazzling blog for you. Truly dazzling. Deep. Witty. Insightful. Filled with soaring messages of freedom. Just freakin’ brilliant.
I pondered rushing straight to the library to post it, but it was late and I was weary. So I just saved the text file for later. Then first thing this morning … I managed to overwrite it.
I hit the yes button when I should’ve hit the no button … and it was gone. One of those complicated things that happen at 3:00 a.m. when one attempts to think before the caffeine sinks in.
But it was phenomenal. Really.
Okay. Not really. It was about planting apple trees, which I finally did yesterday after three years of delays and two and a half weeks (since I bought the trees) of excuses. It was about me and the Curse of the Black Thumb and all the things I did to those little trees to try to save them from me.
So it wasn’t profound, but it was at least mildly amusing.
Then I got to the library this morning intending to come up with something new for you. And their Internet was down.
One of those days. Just one of those days. And it’s been a fairly busy (though pleasant) work week, so I don’t have too much else for you. I’ll post a few more inconsequential little bits today. And I trust you’ll be willing to await for “profound” to strike some other day.
Meantime … you got any trees or berry bushes or other sorts of perennial plans for your garden this spring? Unless, of course, you live in the Antipodes, where spring arrives at altogether the wrong time of year and I feel very sorry for you right now.