Spring | Spring
Mar.31.2013
My 20 dollar haul from Bulk Barn, wheat germ, Scottish oats, spelt spaghetti and millet.
Far be it for me to poop on the Easter Bunny, that dentine-detesting harbinger of Spring.
But hey. This morning, I drove to the nearest Bulk Barn , hoping that their spelt spaghetti was less...
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Mar.27.2013
There are doves nesting in a planter right by our front door. We noticed it last week when Operation Spring Clean Up began.
If we open the front door the dove flies away and leaves two beautifully perfect eggs in a simple elegant nest right under the light by our door. So, we don't...
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Mar.21.2013
The Rosary on the Second Day of Spring
Primavera, first truth
baptism of rebirth
heaven's windows wide, laundered light shedding
amnesty promised, earth's hallowed wedding
to a transfigured kingdom
Jordan's stale river
cleansed Holy Water
Cana's brackish springs become vintage...
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Mar.20.2013
Even though it is 28 degrees Fahrenheit here this morning, it is still the first day of Spring and I couldn't be happier. I love spring.
That said, though, life continues to wreak a wellspring of HAVOC on my wee bonny head.
Yesterday, just when everything felt absolutely wonderful -- I was having...
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Mar.14.2013
After dinner the other night, a friend who’d recounted the rather impressive incompetence of the powers-that-be at his workplace said that he tried not to think about how messed up things are in the larger world beyond his 9 to 5, because when he got in touch with all that could go wrong, it...
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Mar.04.2013
My mother died last spring. It is difficult to say, but we were never really close after I left home to go to graduate school. I wanted her to call me more often but was never sure what I wanted to say, and I’m sure she wanted to call me but couldn’t find a way through to do it. I...
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Mar.02.2013
Spring arrived, but she did not stay~
her path strewn with bright, green leaves
moving gently in her warm breeze.
Spring arrived, but she did not stay~
a trail of pink and white blossoms
fell from her fingertips, on the dogwood trees,
creating a carpet of beauty where the azaleas...
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Feb.20.2013
Small, yellow blossom,
sunny, and bright.
You bring a smile to my face
when my gaze falls upon you
as I stand at the window
sipping coffee.
© annettealaine-2013
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Feb.19.2013
Our flirtation with spring ended.
It was a brief, delightful affair. She was warm and gentle.
Grouchy winter has returned, spitting huge, wet blobs of snow down from his cold grey maw.
The cats aren't pleased, going to the door, going out, and coming back in. Confused, they look...
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