It is spring, now, and the very air is alive with vibrance and unpredictability. All the greenery I'd forgotten to miss is suddenly back again, and I am living within a great shimmering emerald. A great shimmering, living emerald, speckled with wildflowers.

A faint mist caresses my skin, and the air is deliciously warm and cool all at once.

Spring is here, and oh, it is good.

1 comment:

Ashley said...

Spring is here too. Although it is always green, now the hills are alive with flowers and bugs. We went hiking through a 5-7 foot tall forest of mustard flowers on Sunday and saw countless lady-bugs and butterflies. The highlight however was a rattlesnake!