It didn't feel like a holiday.
I kept wondering if I should expect something --
a bunny visit?
a revelation?
a miracle?
Instead, the day began like most others --
cats meowing for their breakfast,
me complying with their calls
and then going back to bed for another hour.
Coffee, morning pages, meds, a light breakfast.
The routine.
But then it was time to move the babes out
and into their new home.
From there, pancakes, bacon, a fresh apple.
Hours of allium planting.
I did squeeze in a bike ride
but no phone calls.
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