Monday, April 21, 2008

For the gods

As I drove home tonight, the streets in Dorothy's neighborhood were lined with trees holding tiny bright green explosions up to the sky, like an offering. Spring.

7 comments:

.j.william. said...

thank goddess it's spring! halle-fuckin-lujah it's about damn time.

dive said...

Damn! We've still got frost and bare branches.
Could you send some of that over, T?

It's just me... said...

I love this post. We have spring too. :)

citizen of the world said...

That's a lovely way of looking at it. I always think of buds as little promises.

nina said...

I was hailed on in the parking lot at school...

MmeBenaut said...

Love this post Terroni and since I can now comment on your blog, I might leave Twitter alone. Just can't keep up with everything in my life right now - bit like you sweetheart.

Scout said...

There is a street here lined with pear trees, and for these few weeks, they form a canopy of white. It's beautiful. I drive that way even when it's out of the way.