March 14th, 2010

caillebotte_man at his window


The daylight that got saved was bright and full of birds. Spring might be here to stay. I hung the laundry on the line in the back yard again, the dryer still being out of commission, and I watched the white dish towels dance with the sunlight in the afternoon breezes. The abundant birds were kind and left no mark on the laundry.

The air was not yet warm enough to make the shade pleasant, but within days it will be. For now I keep the furnace low and pretend that sultry days are already here and that the 68 degree temperature in the house is an extravagant indulgence in air conditioning instead of parsimoniousness with the heat. The bright sunlight let me fool myself, but nightfall returned my thoughts to the lingering evening chill of March.

Right here on the edge.

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