Summer's leaves wilt on the doorsill of the swelling spring.
Spring came and went all in a day. Everyone says it will be back. Shane and I must have walked a hundred, or maybe six, miles in the past two days, not that I’m complaining or anything. The exercise will do us good what with bikini season just around the corner. At least, that’s what Joan offers as encouragement.
Spring always seems to arrive in a single explosion of green. But, that’s just an illusion. Today, we stopped in the woods to look at the baby buds on the trees; they were all curled up and squashed in soft-bark shells, looking for all the world as though they were hiding from prying eyes. Of course, what they’re really doing is uncoiling very very slowly, so when they suddenly burst forth, the entire cosmos will gaze, awestruck and speechless, at their green beauty. Yes, presentation is everything.
Best wishes, Juno
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