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spring at home

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At night the window is open and once all settles and the light gives up, we scooch down under the duvet with the breeze at our heads. We fall asleep to the nocturnal song of the peeper frogs in the marsh down the cove, earth from the day’s weeding still tucked in the upturned hem of jeans that lay crumpled in a pile on the floor.

The only thing better than a vegetable garden of blackberries, carrots, asparagus and beets is that very vegetable garden, yet-to-be-planted. A square of earth — worms, spiders, rocks, last fall’s wayward dinkies, treasures to be dugged out and tugged at. An afternoon as agreeable to the four-year-old as to his horizontal mother, who selflessly conducts scientific trials as to the healing properties of hammock-plus-sunshine.

(This is for the good of all mankind, I tell you. Please do not disturb my revelations.)

This Monday, show us a piece of your home that’s so vividly restorative we can smell it, or hear it, or feel it on our face — newness and rebirth and vitality and mischief.

Or, as they say — show us the spring in your step.

Comments

  6. Beautiful images! So, Kate, did you take all 3 photos while conducting your scientific trials? Cuz I totally could see you doing that.

    xoxo

  8. Oh, yeah, Sarah-Ji. In order for the scientific trials to be considered valid, one must not move anything beyond hands or head. A simple swivel must suffice, unless a beer is closeby, at which time it is considered reasonable to get up in order to retrieve said beer and relieve it of its lonliness and its fullness.

  10. these tiny Violas spoke to me at the garden center and it felt so good to bring them home and plant them.
    While planting I was thinking back to my grandmother who had many, many kinds of flowers and vegetables growing every year…and it made me long to be more like her. 🙂

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