Well, spring in SoCal, anyway. Plus we’ve actually had enough rain that I can’t keep track of it. So the ice plant on the cliffs is starting to bloom in purple or yellow. Here’s a shy little purple one for you.
It rained enough today that a walk on the beach didn’t seem like a good idea. It was a mite chilly, too, relatively speaking. So it didn’t *feel* like spring even if it looked like it. That might be a generally useful statement: it did’t feel like X even if it looked like it. It didn’t feel like it was good for me even if it looked like it. It didn’t feel like freedom even if it looked like it. It didn’t feel like a bad idea even if it looked like it. It didn’t feel like the end of this blog entry even if it looked like it…
3 thoughts on “January 30, 2015”
Thanks for the flower, the thoughts, and the humor. 🙂
Oh, Jan, I am so grateful to have you as an appreciative reader!
The opposite here yesterday — it didn’t look like spring, but it felt like it. We went for a walk in the woods, snow on the ground and a snow shower just as we were starting out. But by the end of the walk, with the temperature hovering just above freezing, the sun was out and we knew that spring was coming. The light just had a certain cast to it. We know we have more winter to slog through, but we had a brief, bright glimpse of better days ahead.