I want to introduce you to a friend

16 04 2008

Spring wears a sundress or short-shorts before the weather says she can.
She smiles and winks at Winter as he slowly shuffles to the door.
Spring hugs…and if shes not, she finds herself glancing around for a set of familiar arms that wouldn’t mind just one more embrace.

Spring loves presents! She dances around gardens-on days that I am stuck inside a windowed, climate-controlled environment-gently unwrapping flower buds and leaf buds and even some bug buds. Sometimes she just breathes and the purple-to-yellow crocuses reach up to the trees to take more of her in.


Yeah, Spring is my beautiful friend. Everyone loves her, ’cause, ya know, she’s nice, too…not stuck-up and stuffy like Summer.
I think its because Spring can see dirt-and accept it as she’s convincing the rest of us to clean it up.

See, in all of her joyous bouncing around, she can be a bit lazy. Not sluggish, like Winter, who can’t even get off the couch, but lazy.
The kind of lazy that drags me to a sunny spot in the middle of my yard and makes me crouch down to investigate the way the sun filters through the crocus petals that she opened up earlier in the morning. Looking from the bottom up, the veins are so delicate and the purple radiates.
It’s lazy like that. It’s “take-time-to-fall-in-love-with-a-flower” lazy.

Did I mention that she can be sassy, also?
Just when I am entranced with another petal-yellow on one side, but touched with lavender on the other-Spring says to me: “Oh, by the way, did you remember that your garage is a disaster and, um, it’s not getting clean by itself?”
What a brat!

As I head back inside, she so graciously says she would love to help, but a flock of geese need a bit of guidance. She says she’ll be back and waiting for me when I’m done scrubbing the shower and the toilet.

How can you not just adore that?





Whole-grain

16 04 2008

Since 2005, you can buy “whole-grain white bread“.

Its supposed to be healthy and contain all of the grainy goodness of the rough, chewy, darker breads, but you just won’t be able to see or experience it after the bleaching and sanitizing process.

You just have to believe it has substance because the label says so…

…kind of like Madison.