i do this every year. you would think that all of the reminders
to 'be here, be now' i would do a better job of it. but, no.
i'm itching for summer again. looking out the upstairs windows down onto the garden. making dirt wrapped plans. leafy dreams.
texas is such a tease. she slips us peeks of leggy temps
beneath winter dresses. i'm just about ready for her
to strip it all off, full monty in all of her sunny glory.
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