I am all errands and work and cleaning today.  And yet, even just drving around is incredibly wonderful.  Because it is spring.  Really really spring.  I can’t really express properly how much I love spring.  It is like a full-body, physical experience for me.

There is the wonder of the cherry blossom snow falling on yards and blowing past windows.  The redbuds that speckle the newly greening landscape with insane, gorgeous purple.  But most of all, here in Tennessee, it is the return of the trees.  A couple days rain and suddenly the hills are chartreuse and full of a fluttery new green. The wrinkly, tissue bursts of new leaves give such a rush of pleasure that it’s nearly sexual. Green green green green.  Delicious.

Now I will go sit in the sun and eat chicken salad and love love love on the spring for a second before I get back to work.