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Spring

I love to feel alive.

I love it when I am aware of how my eyelids sweep across my corneas.

I love to see the bands of yellow pollen surrounding puddles on the ground.

I love the smell of the soil coming alive with green growing things.

I love to see new flowers pushing their heads out of their brown pillows and reaching for the light.

I love to see people in shorts and short-sleeved shirts and flip flops.

I love to drive around with my windows down.

I love to see fresh flower buds on pear trees and red buds and even the hated chinese tallow.

I love driving in the rain through huge puddles that make gigantic waves.

I love to walk in the rain sharing an umbrella. Or just getting wet. Or both.

I love it when the sky is gray, but then breaks up into dazzling azure and white.

I love the warm breezes off the Gulf, like a warm embrace from an old friend. Or a new friend. Or a lost loved one.

I love stepping out with bare feet onto warm concrete and crunchy grass.

And I love that each day is another day to live.

Life is truly amazing.

Comments

Joy and Dennis said…
Yes, indeedy....life is amazing. Thanks for reminding all of us of the simple pleasures

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