It rained and wet-snowed most of yesterday, but today is forecast to be sunny, and I'm looking forward to an afternoon walk, once the ice clears. Surely I'll see more snowdrops today. Already in my own yard the shapes of the garden boxes are starting to reappear, and with a little more melting I'll glimpse the first garlic spears poking up among the leaves.

I went out to write last night, which gave me a couple of new drafts to play with. That's good because my day is pretty loose, work-wise. I finished up an editing project yesterday and haven't received a new one yet, so now is a fine time to mess around with a few poems. But I'll also keep chipping away at my conference planning, and I've still got that spring generative-writing workshop to organize. It's not like I ever have nothing to do.

I know I told you that the April 19 Poetry Kitchen workshop is full. The May 3 session is also filling, but there are still a few spaces left, if you've got any interest in writing with me that day. Likewise, the Conference on Poetry and Learning at Monson Arts is now two-thirds full, but space still waits for you. And if you have any ability to sponsor scholarships to the Monson Arts conference, I would be so incredibly grateful. We have several applicants this year, all without access to institutional funding, and I would love to make sure that they can all attend.

I've been considering running an online-only, abbreviated taste of the conference, probably later in the summer, probably just a day or two long. If that's something you'd be interested in, let me know.