Spring is Here

Finally.  The French balcony windows are wide open, my wool coat has been retired to the closet, and sandals are on my feet.  Yesterday, after a busy weekend, I curled up on the sofa to feel the breeze and listen to the laughter and screams of kids playing outside.

I never realized how claustrophobic I had felt over the winter.  At least at school, I was forced to walk wherever I wanted to go on campus, no matter how cold it was.  But for the last few months, the only times I experienced nature were the thirty-second walk from my car to the office or the apartment.  

In about a month I'll probably get tired of the heat...but for now, it's time to enjoy the warm air, bare feet, and the tinge of new yellow-green leaves!


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