Sunday, March 27, 2005
The first day of spring came some time ago, but the Los Angeles area has been stuck in the drudge of winter with continuing rain and cold despite the calendar's announcement. In fact, the flu has hit our little family and to me, sickness seems to be associated only with the school year, with winter. Today we're doing our own little Easter egg hunt because I can't expose the rest of the family to our bugs. Spring feels distant, like a lover that lives in a person's memory but has a home around the corner. I can just see...
Today, Spring is on a morning walk around the neighborhood - the sun is out, the daffodils are unfurling, the chill has receded ever so slightly. My office has a bag of plastic colored eggs filled with candy and stickers and the room smells like Play-Doh as Marah plays with the present we got her. The boys are getting along as they play with their packs of finger boards - little skateboards that they fly off the counters. I spent my wake-up time watching a Hot Wheels video. Night was spent nursing A who was sick, but the present and prospect of candy has cheered him up.
I'm buoyed by the lifted spirits of the house.