12 Apr in search of spring
Spring for me has been a flurry of deadlines, punctuated with moments of beauty and peace. Like a five-hour-long play date with dear friends, so easy and comfortable and fun that none of us realized that five hours had passed until the kids’ cheeks turned a little too pink (time to reapply sunscreen) and the breakfast (and then lunch) dishes were cleared and we finally glanced at our watches because, though we had nowhere else to be, it felt like a perfect time to nap.
But before leaving, the youngest of our hosts scooped up a few fresh eggs from her backyard chicken coop and placed them gingerly in Bronwynn’s upturned skirt — a taste of spring and friendship and nurturing to take home.
We also traveled to Charlotte, North Carolina, where my aunt and uncle and cousin live. We always end up at their beautiful home around Easter, when their grounds are awash in the color of blooming azaleas and dogwood and redbud trees. Aunt Suzie is an amazing chef and spoils us with meals that I continue to dream about months afterward. Nick generously shares from his collection of fine wine.
This time our visit was made all the more special because we were able to intercept our friends, who continue their journey around the country in their RV. It was wonderful for me to introduce Jes, Chris and their boys to my aunt and uncle and watch the family/friend line blur — Nick and Suzie have a way of welcoming everyone into the fold.
Back home, we’re squeezing the last drops of enjoyment out of being outdoors before it gets too hot. Already we’ve had several days in the upper 90s and I know that first triple-digit day is not long now.
Of course, we’ll always have swimming.
Yesterday’s agenda: Spending time with mom. Spending time with dad. Spending time with mom. Spending time with dad. Movie.
I’m happy to say we accomplished it all.