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Monday, February 27, 2012

February Sunshine


I love days like this.
Days when you wake up, and the air is fresh and it feels new and it’s chilly, but not so chilly that you want to stay in bed.
But you do anyway, for a little longer, and when you wake up you feel alive because you’ve finally gained those lost hours back.  And you sit up, and stretch, and the sun has it’s hand on your blinds, asking you to open up and let him come and say hello.
So you do, of course you do, and you let in the February sun and look out your window.  The trees are tall and the sky is blue and there’s not a cloud in it.  The trees don’t even look dead without their leaves--- they just look like they’re resting, or standing there, enjoying the light and the morning.
There’s a silence even when the cars drive by.
And the light is just so beautifully everywhere that you want to sing.  And you don’t really have anywhere to go, but you get up and put on something nice just because you want to, just because you can and it’s a nice day, a very nice day.  You don’t even have to put on socks, even though your fingers are cold against your skin.
It’s a really lovely morning.
And it’s mornings like this you can forgive February for the rest of the days it gives you, the cold salty grimy slushy days and the gross icy days.  Because every once in a while, the sun peeks through.  And when it does, it’s really something beautifully special.

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2 comments:

  1. This is lovely. Eloquent. I'm a fan of these days.

    p.s. I'm ruthie and I'm new here :)

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  2. Thank you so much! I'm glad they bring some joy. :]

    Welcome! I hope you continue to love them. ^___^

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