I Was Wrong
I've said on many occasions that I really don't care about Spring. Summer? Sure. Fall? Absolutely. Winter? Surprisingly, yes. But Spring? Eh.
I just got off the bike. Now I understand.
posted by Teodoro Callate @ 9:14 AM
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Spring, yes, I remember that. I live in southern California. It's not always summer, but it is always a variety of pleasant that isn't quite spring or summer. There's no sudden blossoming of flowers after a long winter - just vegetation growing after exceedingly rare rainfall.
...and hey, I know this isn't profound material here on Tres Hombres. But tonight I read my homework on my balcony for the first time in about 10 months (that's about when the spiders won the battle last year), and, let me tell you, my balcony and Spring have been undervalued aspects of my experience until now. 'sall I'm sayin'.
Sing with me people.
"Spring time, for TEO, on balcony."
Everybody now. . . movie? eh?
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