Saturday, March 6, 2010

when you see a robin

Today is one of those bright, sunny days, at about 50 degrees, when more than ever you can hear the birds singing away. Sure the nasty crows and honking geese are flying up overhead, but this time there are other chirps, other colors soaring about the blue sky. The robins are about the apartment complex, confusing poor little Windsor who just wants to play, but despite her pulling on the leash to chase them, it makes me happy thinking that Spring is actually just around the corner.


Mike's mom is visiting this weekend, and aside from her bringing along the sunshine, she is the first overnight visitor we have had with Windsor. And W loves the extra company! Nothing wrong with a little extra play time for a growing girl. The benefit of the springtime is that daylight savings is round the corner, just as Mike's mom happened to remind us. It will be so nice to come home with natural light on past the rush hour. Past the dinnertime. Just to be out and free without extra wear, such as a fleece or heavy sweatshirt, to be roaming the woods among the flickering sun and gentle not-so-harsh breezes, it is Spring kissing our backs, and our heels kicking up the edge of winter wears.


So at the park today, we happened to see that robin bouncing on the logs, on the grasses with her eyes just as flickering and proving in disbelief that we may have been fooled; that the sun is only passing among the gray clouds hovering behind her. Any yet, as the hours passed, there the sun and all her warmth, there the robin and her song stuck with us, guiding us on a memorable, restful day. A busy, extreme stretch of exercise, book-ended by the hints of Spring, and peaceful calm it evokes from a hard, untrusting soul. Thank you, Spring, please join us!


More deep breaths needed to pass through these months ahead.

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