Hiding

day sit.

struggled to be aware while i was outdoors today; i kept pulling away from the present moment and drifting off into random plans, memories. it seemed my mind would grasp at anything to keep from being present. haven't figured out yet what i was hiding from. consequently, not many observations to journal about.

ground is still a little moist to the touch, but only wet in the very low areas.

now, at night, i hear that the spring peepers have finally found the little pond in our yard.