Today is March 22, and the temperature is 84 degrees. (Are you kidding me?!) People are out mowing lawns, and flowers are budding everywhere. Trees suddenly have leaves.
I went to my favorite park and just walked around. I was not alone. At some distance I saw a couple hand in hand as they followed the winding trails. Children were playing games on the freshly manicured lawns.
I took pictures of everything that moved – or didn’t. I realized that today was special – a gift. For a fine hour I left writing behind. Today I was a part of something grand, one of many people coming out of the stupor winter creates.
I am still feeling mellow, relaxed. Life is good.