it has been a very mottled day, with striped skies. rain and sun, rain and sun, wind pushing each layer out of the way for the next, over and over, tearing springtime petals from all the blossoming tress along its way. the contrast of grey and gold in the clouds has been gorgeous. the contrast of brash chill and humid heat on my skin is less gorgeous.
last April, I wrote something here every day of the whole month. it was a different semester. different office. different rhythm.
but last April I also saw bicycles in trees.
must be an April thing.
this April, I might write letters instead of blogposts. do I have enough stamps for that? maybe some will be electronic letters. we'll see.