Patches of beauty #2

When I first moved here I saw someone dusting a couch. Seemed rather odd. But it didn’t take many March winds until I, too, began performing this perfectly normal behavior!

It’s that time of year. Dr Seuss could write a book.

I feel dirt beneath my feet. I feel dirt between my teeth.

I feel dirt in my hair. I feel dirt in the air. I feel dirt everywhere!

The trees and bushes blossoming along the streets are such a refreshing sight. Beauty is so appreciated when you live in a city of concrete and tile. I can’t take the kids to a forest, a lake, or a state park this weekend, but we are enjoying these blossoms every time we step out of our building.

May will be here soon. The dust will settle. We’ll enjoy warm, sunny days and long, cool evenings. The dirt and the pink blossoms will both be replaced with summer and we’ll look back and laugh at our impatience with the spring dirt!

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