Fits and Starts.
Life is made up of little things, but we sometimes forget.
Spring misplaced a week and a half of its days, and we found them all. The box elder bugs felt sunshine, crawled from their cracks, and crept across windowpanes, clouded by sleep but unable to resist the pull of warmth. Pretending they were lightning bugs, we collected them by the dozens in mason jars and placed them on countertops to wait for an outdoor upturning, just so they could find their way indoors to those same cracks and drowse once more.
We downed every drop of sun, but now winter has returned with a sharpness that could only come from pique, and it seems proper and right that I sit folded as I type, kindling warmth with limb against limb.
A thing I would most miss about the northeast United States if I lived elsewhere is the change of seasons, the turning of one into another in a constant cycle of end and beginning-- a flux of familiar newness. It serves as a reminder that one day I'll arrive where I started and know the place for the first time, and this is one reason why I welcome winter again.
We've been busy and lazy by turns. A sum of days can't be held stacked in hands like snapshots, but here are a few, anyway. Click on January 2007 archives for the whole shebang.
4 comments :
Ahhh. that's the sound of a well-fed shotsnap addict after reading (and looking too of course) your last post. thanks for all the adorable pictures!!
Hey! We're buying ahouse!! We found a lovely little home in Endicott. So we are a little crazy right now, but you guys are at the top of our list of invitees to our new home. Our tenative closing date is March 1st, so hopefully between now and then we can coordinate a date! :-P
Hope you, John and the girls are well!
Abigail, I am in love with this post. You have such a way with words. Reading it brings tangible pleasure. Thank you. -Rebecca in Ithaca
Thank you, Rebecca. That's a real compliment, and I'm glad you enjoy your visits here!
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