Wednesday, March 23, 2011


it doesn't matter how hard I try to hate snow ... I just can't. 
I know that this winter has been hard for driving, has been hard for moneymaking due to cancellations and stuff, and hard for nerves at times, but in all honesty, I love all the seasons.
I know spring will come
and summer will follow it, in regular succession, like always.
and in a matter of weeks, I will be splayed out on a beach, soaking up the sun, exempted from regular duties, sharing life with friends.
I love slowly coming to, of a morning, with a smile on my face, knowing there is absolutely nothing on my plate but to follow my heart's desire (within reason of course, as always)
and finding my day filled with sweet surprises.  I got to finish reading the poisonwood bible, got to gobble strawberries, got a little choked up at an unexpected comment, got an unanticipated package in the mail and got to spend some time staring out the window, thinking uninterrupted thoughts.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I’m younger than that now
Lies that life is black and white
I’m younger than that now
I’m younger than that now
Spouted out that liberty
I’m younger than that now
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
I’m younger than that now
I’m younger than that now -Bob Dylan

that photo... you seem to be finally growing young