east west

i thought you had forgotten...

this time around, i was waiting for it. anticipating it. expecting it.

each year, this little flower persistently pushes through our soil to be the first indicator that winter is moving elsewhere. we're rounding a corner in our solar revolution, headed a more familiar direction. this route is one that finds me less apprehensive; this is a path i don't dread. we're always scraping through the winter, thankful to emerge after having done our dutiful best to romanticize it.

but the coming season is different. the sun starts to make an afternoon appearance here and there. a yellow flower stops us in our tracks, undoing the heaviness of the day. spring fleshes out the stories of winter so that they all start to make sense.

posted by jessica @ 5:29 PM