And still I tell you it's Spring

[hummingwolf]

The world is turning grey and white again. Snow is falling, sometimes thick enough to blur and distort the trees two houses down, giving the sense that there is a portal to another world between here and there. Other times, snow falls sparely, barely noticeable flakes drifting down almost seeming like a product of the snow-mad imagination. It's been an interesting winter. But I do believe it's spring.

The weather having been warmer lately, snow will only stick to the coldest things--metal fences, tree limbs, piles of dead leaves. Me. It hasn't been the best weekend or the best week. Yesterday was better somehow, but now that feeling seems like a mood borrowed from someone else's life. So tired, still wondering what I can do and whether it matters what I do. I'm trying to find some warmth inside, some sign of life. Today I feel like a cocoon, lifeless shell with the hope of life inside. I do hope it's spring.

Comments

[wig.livejournal.com]

It's spring here... you can tell coz the froggies are humping away with gay abandon. There are two gelatinous mounds of frog spawn in the pond. I tried to take a photo but the digital camera is such poor quality, it wasn't worth it. Think I'll get the proper camera out soon. Also, I sent you a little package today, so hopefully you will get it in a week or so.

[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

Ooh, humping froggies! You know, it's actually been a few years since I've seen a frog. I've heard a few in previous springs, yet they went unseen. Once the weather gets warm, I need to hang around ponds more.

Oooh, package! I look forward to it. Thanks!