this is where i sit when i "talk" with Wendy's children
there were notes in the rock since last fall, but now on this first day of warmth, i see they are gone. i also see this small doorway in the last photograph...to the right. someone is living here over the winter and maybe needed the notes to weave warmth inside?
this morning, first meadowlark sang. there are bees moving slowly through the branches and grasses. too soon yet. all is still brown and dry.
but i will photograph this things as change comes, change that began today.
