So, I am only going to say a little; this is a good spring. Thank you God for always delivering us from a long and weary winter, this one especially. I always feel that along with nature, I 'come alive again' during this budding time. I am just so happy that the air is refreshing, the sun is warm, and the school days are numbered, hah. I am happy about many things these days, but I'll stick to spring for this post.
I have always loved this season. I was trying to remember if I enjoyed it so much when I was young, and I did. I remember bargaining with my mom in early spring one year, I think I was like 7 or 8. I had dug my bike out of the garage, in hopes of a liberating ride. Haha, of course my mother thought i was insane, since the sidewalks were still slushy, and it was barely spring. But it was all I needed, to be free. But back to the argument, I had dressed myself for this inaugural ride (in late march) in shorts and a t-shirt. She did pull a flag at this. We came to a compromise, instead of bare arms and legs, i had to choose either long pants with a short sleeved top, or long sleeves and shorts on bottom. I don't even remember what I chose, I just remember that it was FINALLY SPRING!
So, if you see a chubby, underdressed girl huffing and puffing the streets on an inexpensive and squeaky bike, then be sure to wave at ME!
Love ya!
