Spring continues to pour forth its bounty following our exceedingly trying winter.
Alas, other trials have been in store as D became very sick again on Thursday/Friday and was touch and go through the weekend as to whether or not to go to the ER. Meanwhile my dad, who'd had intestinal surgery the week before and had been doing well enough to be moved to rehab, got very sick on Friday and had to go back into the ICU. Both, thankfully, are doing much better now. I was able to get out for a walk on Saturday while D slept, and I was cheered by the riot of colorful tulips in the Public Garden. On Sunday, by noon D had decided he was well enough to continue to heal at home, and he had a little bit to eat. So I got out again for a walk by the river, a sunny day with the birds chirping and cool breezes blowing. Nature on its best behavior, soothing and lovely.
Tonight both D and my dad are on the mend. My brother, who lives near my dad and was himself ill with a very bad cold at the start of my dad's latest odyssey, has been keeping me posted by email (which is also rather heartening as we've been estranged). The days continue to grow longer, another month until the longest day of the year. A holiday weekend is also in store (Memorial Day on Monday). I'm very tired, but the light and the verdant spring are buoyant as the salty sea. Maybe summer will be okay after all.