A Saturday Evening Thought, 11-04
It was a beautiful spring day today. The sun finally conquering any thought of winter. And though the trees are not in bloom nor are the flowers, they are not far away. Tom left today, the only small blot on the day. A sweet sorrow, really. We are just back from a week in Barbados where the sun and wind and surf were at full force shocking us out of season. He arrived the day before we left and left the day after we returned. Nine full days together is unusual in our relationship of two cities and two countries; but, strangely, just across the lake from each other. After he left I took Noa, my Poodle, for a long walk in Riverdale where the ground was still wet with melted snow. She chased her ball madly and happily taking a break only to sit in a mud puddle – Poodle is, after all, German for puddle. Then on the way home I bought some miniature daffodils to plant in the front planter; faux spring. Life is good when expanding again. And it is good to be home.
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