Am greatly enjoying my current Morning Reading book. The narrative is both compelling and evocative but for me the biggest pleasure is the slow rolling tone of the book. It's a wonderful ballast for the various topics that inherently hold a strong charge: race, history both personal and collective, unconventional upbringing and, well, science. Additionally Dr. Lantham has a love of birds so strong that I've begun to feel a persuasively described yearning connection to them I've not otherwise engaged - to know flight as a physical experience under no volition but one's own body.
Am roughly halfway through this memoir of roots and rootedness to both Place and Family. Requested his poetry through the library loan system.
The Turkish Fig usually doesn't unfurl any leaves until April. Am crediting my new plant mister which I got at Dick Blick after reading a comment INSISTING everybody get one for their painting practice and another for their houseplants. I got one for painting. I mainly use it for the plants. Over the holidays I got a second for the house/plants. Still using the stubby little Holbein sprayer with my paints.
Have never had such happy plants at this time of year in my entire adult life.
Look how beautiful.