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So ... Gratitude. 

I am grateful for these flowers. They bloom for a very short time every spring in Chicago, just a breath ahead of the forsythia bushes. To me, they are spring. There are some stretches of Ridge Road in Evanston where lawns are blanketed in the bluest blue for a few glorious days. I've always told myself I'd take photos of the flowers, and I finally got around to doing so. No enhancement needed for this picture.  Happy Spring!

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Other things for which I'm grateful: 

I'm finally fic writing again. Three separate things (Chapter 26 of H&M, and two MCU tales) all at the same time. I'm not complaining - you go with what works, right?

I'm going to try to be grateful for the surgical team that will be working with BB this Thursday, but I'm not grateful to the "support" team at the surgeon's office. Incompetent twits. But this is a post about gratitude, so we'll leave that alone. 

I'm grateful for the clarity of mind that descended on me this afternoon, and which has convinced me - or nearly convinced me - not to run for Chicago NewsGuild local president. Being acting president is bidding fair to convince me to run the other way. Screaming. 

I am, as always, grateful for BB, and grateful for all of you. I hope your weekends were good, and that your week began well, and will end well. 
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Apr. 12th, 2016 12:39 pm (UTC)
Oh, beautiful bluebells! You're right, we have to appreciate those moments when carpets of flowers appear, because they're so temporary.

(I often remind myself, when I'm grumbling in the middle of winter about the cold and dark, that actually I would hate to live on the equator and have the same weather and length of days all year round. Seasonal rhythms feel to me like such an essential part of life...)

ETA: PS and sending lots of good thoughts to BB for Thursday, and to you.

Edited at 2016-04-12 12:39 pm (UTC)
Apr. 12th, 2016 01:59 pm (UTC)
I would hate to live on the equator and have the same weather and length of days all year round.

Yes! That's a thought I've had every year since I was young. I may dislike winter, but if winter's the cost of enjoying spring, autumn, and summer, then I will gladly pay it.

So those flowers are bluebells? This is good to know. I never remember their name, so they're always an unknown floral delight to me every spring. Their evanescence makes them all that more beautiful.

Thanks for the good thoughts to BB; we're taking all we can get!
Apr. 12th, 2016 02:51 pm (UTC)
I think they might be bluebells from the picture, but am no expert, particularly on North American flora!
Apr. 12th, 2016 05:24 pm (UTC)
Well, given that many British and European flowers were imported by homesick pioneers to North America, they very well could be bluebells.

It's funny, I fully agree with specialists in native flora, who beg North American gardeners to plant native flowers and bushes — because North American honey bees and other absolutely necessary pollinating insects can't feed on the imports; they never evolved to do so — so when people plant the gazillion species of milkweed (which is actually very pretty, and is the only thing Monarch butterflies can eat or nest on), and many other equally gorgeous native plants, like coneflowers, I cheer. But I would still miss roses, lilac bushes and Queen Ann's Lace if those were successfully eradicated.

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