Named for a woman who used to say,
"If my legs were longer, I could be a model." When you asked, "How much longer?" she would hit you. Loved her.
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.
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.
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.
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.
thank goddess it's spring! halle-fuckin-lujah it's about damn time.
ReplyDeleteDamn! We've still got frost and bare branches.
ReplyDeleteCould you send some of that over, T?
I love this post. We have spring too. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's a lovely way of looking at it. I always think of buds as little promises.
ReplyDeleteI was hailed on in the parking lot at school...
ReplyDeleteLove 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.
ReplyDeleteThere 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.
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