Sabtu, 07 Maret 2009

The first pitch

Will President Obama be in Chicago for the first pitch? That's not how I planned to start this post but it ties in all right. Spring is coming. He hasn't called to answer that question, yet.
I know Spring is coming because today I put on a baseball cap instead of a scarf, hat, gloves, and heavy coat. Rounding the bases to home plate were all the dogs, kicking up their collective heels as they howled their delight to the weather gods.
Plus there are peeps. Not the Internet kind, aka people, although they are present too. But rather peeps of irises, daffodils, hyacinth and tree buddings. Seeing those always is a hand-clapping moment, a signal of renewal, a voice from deep within the earth shouting "Here, take this!" And, on days such as this one, where the best clues about how to behave come from the innocent afoot and simple observations of appreciation, I want to say back, "Thank you, I will."

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