Weeks pass in a flurry of activity…for the second time this year I am heading off on a work adventure. In a few days the truck points north to the Methow Valley and the North Cascades where I will lead a trail crew for about 4 months. The spring cleaning around here has been intense and thorough. Meanwhile, the cottonwoods along the Yakima River have unfurled into a honeycomb-scented green-bronze banner. The serviceberry bushes bloom, whipped to a white froth by chilly April winds.
There is a sense of unmooring the lines that keep me here, of letting the wind fill the sails, of setting a different course. At least for awhile…once I get settled again, I’m looking forward to more frequent postings here.