glad to be here

this early spring has brought me many new gifts and surprises. out of the blue, i am reconnected to my dear old friend ilona (yep, you are my elder for another few months anyway) who has helped midwife me into this virtual world, and invited me to guest in her blog.

 i feel like i am like the “innocent abroad” in a whole new place, but her generous help has been my guidepost. i guess i am a fast learner; a month ago all i ever did was email…..now i have an e-presence, both for my art and poetry, plus a great garden buddy to play with online. since i make art and write, the world of image is old hat to me, but this brave new world of electric existence is a puzzle.

 i do have luddite impulses at times, but i’m certain that i’ll find my way around alright. my “real” life has no delete button, so this is a definite plus. if i want a taste of reality, i can go out and turn the compost pile.

i have lived on this old farm for 23 years, and have seen the gardens i have made and the shrubs and trees i planted over the years grow and prosper in this piedmont soil. i look at the giant pin oak beside the barn and remember the little tree in its 2 gallon pot. planting anything always requires a leap of faith– that it will live on, and that you will live on to see it mature.

 it is the constant process of renewal that fascinates me….and this inspires even more leaps and bounds of faith with every living thing all around me.
best greetings from the south. spring IS.