It's been a lovely, lazy Saturday.  GP and I were up and out for a riverside walk by 9 but this time we were adventurous and followed our side of the river where new paved trails have just been opened.  It's much greener and quieter as these trails sit down below the waterside sports centers and buildings that are up on the road.  We usually go to the city side of the river which passes through Valentino park, a very busy place on a sunny, spring day.  Something sweet and intense is blooming and I'm itchy and stuffy but the smell is so intoxicating I don't care.  It's some sort of Honeysuckle, but unlike our orange blooms, this one is yellow and white and grows like a vine all over.  We have one that spontaneously popped up in the middle of our high border hedges and I've been training it to wind through them, safe from the clippers of our enthusiastic neighbors.  I've spent the day hopping back and forth from the back terrace/garden where I've been cleaning and weeding and the front balcony where I've been sunning and reading.  Grace is tucked away in her room studying as our year is winding down and final papers and exams are coming up in the next two weeks.  I don't envy her that.  What I do envy is the life and choices she has ahead of her.  I'm already feeling the doubt and emptiness of her leaving though it won't be for two years.  I have no life here that isn't entirely intertwined with hers.  What will I do?  Was it the existentialists who posed the question, "How to live?".  I don't remember! (How to live nor who said it.)  For now I'll keep doing what I'm doing, hoping some fabulous opportunity or inspiration comes to me.  GP has just come home with skinny asparagus and beautiful cherries, (both in season now), and some fish to grill so at least I know what I'll be doing for the next few hours.  xxoo me