Zoe has graduated from the baby swings and is quite comfortable in the big girl swings. We had a little lesson on how to pump your legs in order to gain altitude.
It is just so great to be able to go to the park at all. Sure, we had a summery interlude in January, but since then it's been raining and cloudy, and we've had the flu, and a nasty cold virus brought to us via Phoenix that floored everyone in the house and clung to our lungs and sinuses like green muck in a bog. During the cold, damp weather we go from Kindergerm to Library to pool to Snot Zone, and frankly we all need a strong dose of fresh air and vitamin D to dry us all out.
Now the plum trees have bloomed and their little red leaves have sprouted. The trees along MacArthur have their white blooms on the otherwise bare branches, and along 35th they are just this week getting their soft green leaves. On the way to the park, I notice this and Zoe looks carefully for the leaves and flowers and asks, "is it spring now, mommy"? The daffodils brighten up the freeway onramp, for a short time breaking the monotony of chain link fences and weedy patches. The Oakland hills are an almost garishly bright green, and it seems that something is sprouting, growing up from every crack in this cemented, urban place. We are all green inside, just waking up and ready to sprout.
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Such a beautiful Ode to Spring!
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