Jan. 3rd, 2016

Waitful

Jan. 3rd, 2016 07:24 pm
rejectomorph: (caillebotte_man at his window)
Sunday decided to give me a bad time, which I don't want to talk about now, except to say that I hate shopping a little bit more more each time I go.

But I did get up early enough to do some raking, and now the back lawn is mostly leafless. I can still recall autumn by going into the back back yard beyond the jasmine hedge, where the ground remains almost entirely covered with dead leaves. I'm always reluctant to let autumn go completely. Any leaves left lying about are like a bridge from fall to spring. I can cross it in my imagination and look down at winter swirling below, while my thoughts dwell in milder days behind me or yet to come.

Tonight I keep thinking of spring. Something in the back of my mind wants to see small, soft green leaves sparkling in bright sun. Not that the winter sky was not splendid today, with streaks of cloud shimmering with concealed sunlight. It wasn't even as cold as it has been, and my toes barely got numb when I was walking around. That's always a good thing. Despite that I am also looking forward to getting a bit of snow this year. It's been quite a while since we've had any, and so far this year seems pretty likely to bring some.

But if it does snow I'm sure I'll be thinking about those first green leaves. I want the air to smell of chlorophyll again, not leaf mold.


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