Days like this

Highlights from today's evening walk:

• Little purple violets that pop up all along the park strip through last year's dead leaves and trampled grass
• Watching two kids across the street running back and forth through their tiny lawn, barefoot in their pajamas
• Feeling the first traces of lingering warmth into the air
• Knowing that even though I really didn't want to put on shoes and take a walk, I did it anyway

It's now 8 pm and my window is still wide open, the last bit of March air breathing through my bedroom. The sky is still slightly glowing at the edges, clinging to the last bit of sun. I'm watching the blue slowly darken around black empty trees. Tomorrow is April, and Friday, and spring is coming.