Wednesday, March 02, 2011


noticeably more light
more shades of green
the smell of dirt
spring break
memories of maui
revamping of the menus
new music
time to clean the windows
report cards
the absence of a ballet exam

we are in transition time.  hold steady.

1 comment:

deb colarossi said...

I have my son home for spring break this week.
He cooked a wonderful salmon dinner while I was out with a daughter at the clinic.
Now he is sleeping on the sofa with our dog.
It is the strangest almost spring.
But it's good.

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