Rest days, massage and yoga (oh, the life of the priveleged in the bubble) and bliss. Out the door @ 7, legs feeling perky, trails just perfect with aspen buds everywhere and the sweetpea's are busting out and slience and NO wind (is this really Spring?!). Concerns about water abound, as we should be wading trhough drifts and mud and slime....and it's not out there. It's the first week of May and the temps and everything are more like late June. But...the green is here. The light is here. The dawn is just perfect. I forget how completely addictive it is to have the 2-3 hour rolling mediatation every morning. How if fills me up and just makes me grateful for every sunny second. Dude-a-palooza starts today, w/Mom in the desert with the chick crew for 5 days. We will subsist on mac and cheese and the kindness (and cooking and beer) of friends and neighbors.