My heart keeps breaking for the beautiful trees the cold caught in bloom. All over town, and all over the next town over, and all over the road in between, the flowering trees look like this one. Look back to last April if you want to know what we're losing.
But thanks to some truly excellent news about my flaming-sworded friend, at least my heart isn't breaking in all ways tonight. Just the opposite: as I wrote a few weeks ago, the only thing more fun than getting a job (or an award) of one's own is having one's friends get jobs or awards. And she's just gotten a big one, and lots of people are going to be the better for it. Send up a great rejoicing!