by JoyfulgyrlSpring came this weekend. It is hopeful and full of life. I felt the peace wash over me, with the wind blowing in my hair. I remembered, although i'm not sure i ever forgot, how much i love the open air on my toes, and breeze on my skin. I discovered the Jackie Onassis Reservior and it is like standing on the lake and being at the ocean all in one. The wind blows over the freah water, and if blows from the right direction you get the slightest bit of salt, reminding you that this behomoth of a town, with all its concert and glass is only an island. There is sound of gulls in front of me playing near the water, but the the smell of pine trees behind me. It felt very much like childhood. Days on the lake out the boat, hearing nothing over the roar of wind from the speed of moving over the water. Memories of running through the woods with McGee barking along, out on a some secret avdeture. Finally, the cool air, the tiny bit of salt reminded me of Christmas in Florida, where we rolled down the windows in the car some my mother could smell the salt again, and hear the gulls.
It was a good find. Important for my soul. I'm longing for people to share these things with, but i have faith, they will come. Untill then, I am learning to love the scilence, learing to love myself and grateful that my love of water is only a few blocks away.
