Spring, that is. She seduced us here in Central Ohio last week with her warming smile that lightened our hearts. Our memories of digging our cars and houses out from six foot drifts were forgotten as we all went for a walk in the park, where we saw ducks on their own dates nestled in secret love coves down on the Olentangy River. (I’m not making this up.)
The old ball and chain is back this week, Winter with her grey clouds and chilly soul. Winter brings us back inside to contemplate, write, and long for Spring to make a committment.