may-ness

May is usually a crazy month--the push to the finish line of another school year. And it's always triangulated (to use a favorite term among social scientists) by deadlines in grad school, deadlines as a teacher, and cheering and guiding my own children to finish well.

 So I love mornings like today, this first of May. There is a paper to finish, papers to grade, a final to write, and a basketball game and piano recital to attend this afternoon....but the sun is shining through the aspens. I can spot summer in the dappled leaves quivering in the slight morning breeze, and I can breathe...