I just spilled an entire latte on the couch and myself. On my way to get another towel I tripped on the stack of student papers I've yet to comment on, and remembered I still needed to blog. On the way to the camera, set to find something decent to photograph, something good and not covered in coffee, I noticed the Snapdragons, the ones I almost didn't buy, the little extravagance I thought I could do without. Tonight, on the verge of a very long and heavy week, those little pink buds feel like magic, necessary magic. Deep breath, short pause, begin again.