Thursday, March 31, 2005

the earth breathes

yesterday the earth took it's first deep breath of the year. it breathed in and then exhaled its inner smell, that of rain, fresh dirt, and the rich smell of decomposition. the earth then stretched, that deep kind of stretch that one takes after a long sunday afternoon nap, the kind that stretches your muscles and opens your pores. During its stretch small bright yellow and purple crocuses popped out of the earth's skin. it's spring!

bretty j. and i went for a long bike ride yesterday. it felt good to not have socks on. not only did the earth breathe, but so did my feet. we rode to reed's lake with intention to ride all the way around it. we both figured we needed a little exercise after such a long winter of hiding under blankets watching reality tv (you're fired!). but, by the time we got there we were so pooped that we just decided to buy ice cream instead. the ice cream shop was a bustle of bikes, kids, and dogs licking the sticky ground. what would dogs do without small children dripping ice cream off their chins? there were two mother's there, each with their small children. they were taking pictures of their kids lined up on a bench licking their bright pink watermelon cones. the mother exclaimed, "smile, it's the first ice cream!" i felt sad for those children that they had been deprived of ice cream for so long...i mean, they were probably 5 or 6 years old! but then i realized that she probably meant that it was their first ice cream of the year. i felt a lot better then. in fact it made me so happy that this woman would even think to document the first ice cream of the year. wouldn't it be great to have a collection of pictures of "firsts?" first kiss, snap! first dance, snap! first crock-pot meal, snap! first win at mankala, snap! i better get a picture of those crocuses. first sign of spring, snap! maybe a better first sign would be those kids eating their first ice cream of the year. mom's think of everything!

my friend hannah gave me a book for my birthday. it's called "i'm in charge of celebrations." it's about a young girl who makes up her own celebrations, writes them down in her notebook, and then celebrates them every year. one of her celebrations was "dust devil day." so, in honour of celebrating, i'm declaring March 30 as "first ice cream day." lick on! --SN

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