The Shape of Things

Two good signs that the long, dark winter will soon be gone: On my walk to the bus stop yesterday morning, I saw one of my red-tails. This means they're back, repairing the nest for another year of raising young. I've missed them. And, a small swarm of ladybugs accosted me this morning. Other things have gotten totally bizarre/crappy and aren't nearly so cheery, but I can't make myself care today. These are the two things to which I cling.