It may be only spring, but I feel I’m already in the summer doldrums, creatively speaking. It’s been good for the past several weeks to be out doing instead of thinking. I remain committed to this blog, and its focus on examining life from the perspective of a cancer survivor. I’m just waiting for the muse to return from vacation.
In the meantime, I’ve been occupied with teaching at OSU, training for my first competitive race in many months, and tending to my garden. I wasn’t certain a year ago if I’d run again, but I’m doing OK. I’ll be in eastern Oregon on Saturday for the Spray Half-Marathon, which parallels the John Day River upstream from Service Creek to the high desert metropolis of Spray (pop. 140). The race is followed by the Memorial Day parade through “downtown,” and then we're off to the rodeo. Watch for it on CNN.
It’s been a great spring. Lots of rain. Lots of sun. Lots of flowers. Both kids have come and gone again: Allie to Europe and Nick to the Bay Area. The days pass with grace and beauty. Life is good.