Sunday, March 21, 2010

I almost missed it

I almost missed it.  My mind was focused on the numbing routine of leaving for work and returning home, and I almost missed it. And so, when I finally found camera in hand and light in the sky, I was relieved to see it still there.

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Each of the last 19 springs it has been there.  The snowdrops.  The first bloom of spring.  To the side of my neighbor's steps, a few years after her steps have gone, they live on.

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They rise from warmed earth and dead leaves, drawing their color from melting snow and emerging life. They make me smile.

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Fragile drops of green and white make me smile. And know for certain that "now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this sun."

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And these tiny blooms.