Wednesday, March 4, 2009


I miss the the joy and anticipation of spring.
I miss the excitement of noticing it's still light out at 6:30.
I miss the absolute bliss of stepping out dressed in half as much as you've been accustomed to and feeling pleasantness caress bare limbs.

Here, spring is foreboding.
It's the taunting of a sibling who catches you in your mischief, "You're gonna be in soooo much trouble!" says spring. And you begin to feel anxious. Summer really is coming, it will find you and you will be in trouble.

1 comment:

lmbrady said...

especially if you live in Arizona!