the season so far

[jinian]

Missed homeplace Candlemas.
(Miserable traveling to Brighton. Elise asked for ritual contributions, but I declined. Going from one crashing gorgeous sea to another.)

Frozen puddles are preferable to mud splattering from bike tires.

Spring flowers for months.
Bizarre weeks of snow.
(The daffodils are all fine. Crocuses are less robust.)

Flocks of different kinds of ducks.
Robins, shy and quick.

Last night, iced trees.
(And horror, bafflement, gratitude, hope.)
Today, an orange butterfly.
(And sun, and sun, and sun.)

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[torquemada.livejournal.com]

Today was glorious. It felt like Spring on my skin. Even the swarms of blackbirds at work sounded different, as if they could tell the difference.