rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
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Spring Ritual

Nights, at least, remain cool for now, and allow the house to cool off before dawn. Each day I start out with three or four blankets on the bed, and then wake two or three times to remove them, one by one. The days are uncomfortable, but the clear, starlit nights are breezy, and the sound of new leaves rustling is as calming as petting a purring cat. When gray light begins to show, the fresh blossoms emerge and their colors slowly intensify as the sky pales. There comes a moment when the sky and the lilacs complement one another perfectly. That's when I like to go indoors and close the drapes, to hold that moment in my thoughts and carry its colors into sleep.
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