May! You finally came. At first you were here in name only, but now you are really here. And I am sick. Please stay until I am better, so that I can enjoy the things that you bring, instead of just going through the motions. Things like plants growing,
and playing with the Guineas outside.
Hanging laundry on the line,
in the bright sunshine, surrounded by trees and singing birds.
And of course bicycle rides to the park. Can you tell that I can no longer keep up on foot?