this morning with a friend at Porchlight Coffee
I admit it. I’ve been a bit surly about the advent of spring. Uncharacteristically for here, it seems to me, the weather remains cold, the landscape mostly devoid of color. Yesterday I woke up to frost on the neighbors’ rooftops, and there was snow on the cars near school. But, you know, around here cold usually means clear skies, and that is no small thing. Our side of the world continues to move closer to the sun; warmth is only a matter of time.
This morning, as Cal practiced the piano, I realized he was playing Vivaldi’s ‘Spring'; new music for him. It made my whole day. Think I’ll give his piano teacher a bouquet of flowers when we see her this week.
Other signs of spring: My energy level is high. I hear ever more bird songs each day. The first round of blossoms are starting to show themselves around the neighborhood – cherry blossoms and magnolias, finally. And there are daffodils.
Wishing us all a season of growth. Happy Vernal Equinox.