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jaeleslie at 07:53pm on 17/04/2004
jaeleslie at 07:53pm on 17/04/2004The willows turned pale green and the red osier dogwood turned into bright red sticks, and I noted and observed. The viburnum budding outside the window yesterday were not enough. The tardis tulips and little jetfire daffodils in front of the house left me cold. The maples even began blossoming, red and yellowgreen along the streets, and I began to wonder what could be wrong with me, that even spring could not touch.
It's been an unusually warm Saturday, and the neighbors set their grandkids to raking and dethatching the yard while their supervisors lounged in chairs and hammock. I planted out the leggy geranium that had overwintered inside, deep into a planter by the garage, trying to remember what color of red it had bloomed last year. Before grocery shopping I went out to the nearest nursery and bought a few kitchen herbs and a whole flat of pansies, all blue-violet. Stopped by Julie Z's and looked over her garden plantings, and visited with her for a while, leaning on the car. The sun got lower, and cast that special light that illumines green growing things. Finally after a whole day of breathing warm air there is enough green for me, unfurling in the trees, delicately, fogging the streets with pale color. Sigh, what a relief.
It's been an unusually warm Saturday, and the neighbors set their grandkids to raking and dethatching the yard while their supervisors lounged in chairs and hammock. I planted out the leggy geranium that had overwintered inside, deep into a planter by the garage, trying to remember what color of red it had bloomed last year. Before grocery shopping I went out to the nearest nursery and bought a few kitchen herbs and a whole flat of pansies, all blue-violet. Stopped by Julie Z's and looked over her garden plantings, and visited with her for a while, leaning on the car. The sun got lower, and cast that special light that illumines green growing things. Finally after a whole day of breathing warm air there is enough green for me, unfurling in the trees, delicately, fogging the streets with pale color. Sigh, what a relief.