"From you I have been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,/Hath put a spirit of youth in everything..." --Shakespeare, Sonnet 98

On putting angst in the dirt, nurturing plants and words, and other ways of being

Sonnet 98, William Shakespeare

Despite everything, spring is still my favorite time of year. It’s bittersweet these days to be sure. I don’t think it’s possible to feel joy without the undertone of despair what with the hostile government takeover and all. We must learn how to keep going under this regime no matter what. We must be able to hold space for…