Spring is on the way! Dust bunnies will soon be gone and Easter bunnies will arrive. Rob has been busy with a long pole getting rid of cobwebs.

I try and keep my essays cobweb free! Giggle.

What I mean by that is that the muse responsible for my essays has not given up yet. Although my fingers don’t work as well as they used to, I can still bang out an essay in no time flat.

I don’t let any grass grow under my words, either!

Okay, so I am being silly. I’ve taken off for a week or so. It helps to gather in a lot of silence as often as possible. I pride myself on being spare with my words.

Fingers pointing at the moon should be pointed back at oneself. You heard it here first, folks.

There is much going wrong with the planet right now and it is all due to human beings.

A true path will not hesitate to show you where you are off base. I know I spend most of my days not doing anything productive. And then I come in here to write an essay and the words flow.

My teacher was Vernon Howard. He zeroed in on everyone’s failings and I always liked that about him. I am not a flowery kind of person myself.

I have made a pan of green beans with garlic and butter. Rob is cooking some kind of chicken.

And this essay is ready to scoop up and post. Adios!

Vicki Woodyard