This is the season of sweet words--Luv U, 4 Ever, Be mine, pitchers and catchers report. But the two sweetest words today to me are-- February thaw!
How long has it been, encased in this ice?
I have forgotten what I look like without the scarves and layers--and the snowpants! What a shock it will be to see bare faces, like flowers on spring trees.
That first 40-degree day, people will go crazy! The layers will be dropping--scarves, hats, mittens and gloves--forgotten, discarded, left behind in the piles of melting snow.
A bare sidewalk is already enough to set my heart racing. Yes, some have forgotten to shovel the sidewalks, and walking is like an Olympic event--a combination of ice-climbing and downhill racing at the corners. Try it with groceries. Challenging, to say the least!
But this winter is not without its beauties. The cold, the clarity. The sun on all that snow--the sky so cloudless blue.
The silence of snow at night. Nothing is moving under the moonlight, a shadow, a rabbit in the snow.
Yes, not without its beauties, winter in this world. But how welcome the thaw will be, what a lightening of spirits!
This morning, taking out the garbage, I am greeted by the sounds of sparrows in the warming air. Squirrels are chasing each other up and down the trees. I can almost hear the steady drip of icicles melting. The thaw begins...
Wishful thinking. Instead, gray sky and a dusting of snow. Meanwhile, ice storms in the east. Thousands of flight cancellations. Extremely hazardous driving conditions.
Are you tired of this winter that will never end? But it seems above freezing, today. It seems the snow is softer. I think I feel a warmish breeze. I am feeling kind of foolish in the snowpants, like a heavy coat in July.
Stopping at Walgreens on the way home in the evening, I needed milk and cat food.
It's the night before Valentine's Day. Oh yes! I had forgotten. I had forgotten so many things.
It's really crowded. The candy aisle is packed, everyone examining the heart-shaped boxes. Kids are running in the toy aisle. Distracted dads are picking out cards for the mothers of those kids.
Teenage girls are conferring over nail polish colors. There are boys with them, pretending not to be with them, eyes glued to their phones.
There are three registers open, and the cashiers are trying to be cheerful. There are three long lines of people clutching pink plush teddy bears, boxes of chocolates, cards, gift bags, heart-shaped balloons, six-packs of beer. All of our lives laid out on the counter. Pampers, shampoo, Cheerios.
This is the world of necessities and desires. The world of the living, and love.
Heading home from Walgreens, I spot a red paper heart in the snow.
It's just two weeks to March 1, and meteorogical Spring. Can you believe it? Can you feel the February thaw...
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