I was coming out of the supermarket tonight, not thinking, just happy to be heading home. I stepped out of the re-constituted air and out of the garish lights into the comparative cozy-ness of the car lot, and stopped, lifting my head and taking in as much as I could of the evening air.
A cold clear breeze was blowing, smelling of mid-night walks in navy light and something awakening after a long, long sleep. The kind of wind that makes you think of bare ground and ponds newly shed of ice and the absolute stillness of trees right before they begin to green.
I drew that air down to the bottom of my lungs and wondered if the reaction to the changing of the season hits all people like this, if there is some sort of primal thing that releases quiet joy in us all.
I rode home with the windows open, smiling at the moon.
Saturday 19 March 2011
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i love the weather these days. what a difference it makes to your mood!
What a beautiful piece of writing.
I used to feel like this in autumn as well - exhilarated and feeling alive with the sudden chill. Now that I'm getting on a bit... not so much. But spring - YES!
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