I made it up the middle of the country.  I am sitting on beautiful Lake Geneva in Wisconsin, looking out the window at the Abbey Resort.  The sky is light blue with puffy little clouds, the water simmers with a restless kind of calm.  The trees outside my room (which are not a variety I am familiar with) have long strands of gold that hang from the limbs.  At there base on the side where the morning sun has not yet reached, a light layer of snow snuggles around budding stalks of green that looks like it may be the beginnings of blooming bulbs. I feel like I am blooming.…