The first of the buds opened in January. Like a kaleidoscope of butterflies clinging to the silvery bare branch of the almond and plum trees, the blossoms arrived as a harbinger of the imminent spring. It’s been warm here– unseasonably warm. Alarmingly warm. But at times, in the evenings while my husband throws the ball […]
Posts tagged Seasons
Most people probably don’t give grass a great deal of thought or attention. At least not usually. I’m sure I didn’t before we moved to the Central Valley of California. It always gets hot here, topping 100 degrees for great stretches of the long summers. I remember visiting my grandfather as a child and marveling […]
This is home as it awaits us, where my daughter will blossom and explore, where the seasons will mold us and teach us. It seems impossible, steeped in magic. Inevitably it will lack perfection: all whole things do. But that place will be there, only yards from our front door, beckoning, awaiting discovery.