Wednesday, March 16, 2005

It's Spring When You Look Up



I need to get batteries in the digital camera. The lilac bush outside the window is gathering its breath and starting to show the first hint of buds (the picture above is an artifact from last year.) We have a small backyard. When this towering bush decides it's spring, it's spring. All eyes look up, and the piles of snow and icy mud are out of sight and far away.

Inside my office/studio/the room in the back where we used to have a dining table, it's the usual season of paper drifts and deep debris. The season that never changes.