in Just spring

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in Just-


Wouldn’t it be cool if fairy godmothers were a thing?

One quick wave of the magic wand and everything’s fairy-tale beautiful and happily-ever-after.

Guess what? Spring is the thing. Have you been outside? Someone’s been out there wand-waving,  for sure.

It’s spring and all the world stands on tippy-toes – awake with possibility!

when the world is mud-
luscious         the little
lame balloonman
whistles          far          and wee


Haul out the marbles, jacks, and jump ropes. Suddenly there’s time for chalk doodles in the driveway and Frisbees fly across college campuses.  The boys of summer are back in the ballpark and where’s my bike?

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s
One more thing … color’s back in town! Some sort of fairy magic blues the sky and greens each branch. Daffodils and forsythia yellow rock walls by the side of the road and any day now, you can expect the lilacs to show up smelling all purple pretty and inspire the bees out of hiding.

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when the world is puddle-wonderful

There’s an invitation to a beach party just a hop, skip, and jump away so maybe it’s best to start feeling good now so we’re ready when summer comes.

the queer
old balloonman whistles
far          and             wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

In New England, we know spring’s got its own agenda. Snow today, rain tomorrow, and the forecast calls for sun in the seventies next week. And that’s part of the magic. Because dreams don’t come true all at once and even a fairy godmother’s magic is only good until midnight.

So it’s important to get outside and live it up on our own because …




balloonMan          whistles

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Many thanks to e e cummings for spring inspiration. Weeeeeee!


2 thoughts on “in Just spring

  1. i’m loving spring this year! so much fun to fertilize the bushes yesterday, to drag my ferns outside, to catch the sun’s rays slowly warming the earth.

    shedding the coat, the hat, and slipping my feet back into flipflops where they belong.



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