waiting at the bus stop this morning, i noted the new leaves on trees that have sprouted silently but surely. the sky had brushstroke clouds painted over its dramatic blue canvas. and the temperature was just perfect.
if only i could remember where i was going and where i ended up going.
It seems unfair that you have had to wait so long for spring to arrive. But so glad that it has - perhaps the excitement distracted you from your destination. Oh well. I'm enjoying the green leaves with you.
