On this, the last full day of solar spring, I head a little north and a little west and make my way to a little patch of paradise I often call the 100-acre wood.
I wander the meadows and forest edges. I pick wild things to simmer and sip. I soak a grateful body under an open sky as I admire the sun slip into the western treeline. I get to be the Gauguin girl that I am.
I made my way to to a special place in my heart.
That's what I made today.