slipped in a few photos from the summer between wintry ones.
so strange to look in the backyard to see snow deep on the frostbitten earth, and think, in a few weeks,
there will be grass again.
slowly,
peeking up.
poking through the memory of last year's winter.
barrenness broken for spring.

it's a beautiful thought.

for now, I dream of summer days and nights under the stars and (yes) freckles again.
a few lists. (number twenty four to thirty four)

have a friday filled with wonder.
ti amo. h

the shape of this week.

rings of old tea in nearly empty mugs.
running under clear sky.
homemade food.

the color of this week.

grey skies and swatches of blue (a watercolor).
red floral fabric.
black and white keys and sandy paper cups of coffee.

the sound of this week.

film scores.
running water running feet running music.
first words of what summer could be.

what i love about march.

fresh air.
song in the air or the presence of birds.
buds and green and life springing out of this white world.
unthawing and growth.
a small week of rest (spring break).
going outside without a coat (shhh).
making iced drinks again.
beginnings of plans.
evening light growing longer (ahhhh).
walks in the brisk spring air.
newness of thought and the world like a poem.

silly and or simple things i'm good at.

making this sweet & sour chicken (that's naturally gluten free!)
reading doctor seuss' tongue twister story to the littles perfectly all the way through.
...or almost perfectly.
quoting movies and slipping words from books into everyday conversation.
spelling.
rocking mismatched socks.
drinking tea.
procrastinating.
cheat on your neighbor (dutch blitz played with real cards)

and on the flip side, things I'm not good at.

making up riddles on the spot.
puzzles (the on the table kind).
cooking macaroni.
going to bed early.
saying no to dessert.

i'm craving.

summersummersummer.
going barefoot again.
the cabin, the lake, an adventure to be had.
the absence of coats.
plane terminals and being caught between sky and land.
vegetables from the garden.

i can't get enough of.

roasted brussels sprouts with balsamic, topped with caramelized walnuts and feta.
tea.
film scores.
summer days and old photos.
dark chocolate covered acai berries.

always thankful for but even more so this week.

good friends
cinnamon dolce lattes
afternoons spent in song
fresh groceries and little boys to get groceries.
coincidentally, mini carts that the littles can push around.
the beauty of beginnings (small and large).
weddings, coming up.
plane tickets and trips already planned.
salted caramel chocolates from trader joes

words i love.

cobbled.
slipped.
dichotomy.
honesty.
swatch.
shiver.
film.
rad.
gut (specifically following yours).