Spring, art, hope

I tend to forget how much larger that husband of mine is than me. I’m 5’9″ (sigh…almost), and he’s 6’5″. We’re going to have gigantokids someday, fit to take over the world. AND THEY WILL. All in good time, my dears. All in good time.

So there we were, walking along. I mentioned his unnatural size, and he said, without pausing to consider, “Yeah, I could totally throw you over this fence.” He then proceeded to point out which fences he would or would not throw me over. For the next ten minutes.


Our walks have gotten more pleasant of late. Spring creeps inevitably closer, despite the recent snowfall. The paper-white sycamores and hopeless bark grays are cheered by the relentless spread of green. Buds and tiny flowers and the first tender leaves dot the landscape like an awkward teenage artist’s first attempt at pointillism. I even spotted a young photographer getting arty shots of the railroad ties. Throw in some black and white pics of an abandoned factory, a few close-ups of her feet, and bam! a senior year portfolio.

That Guy brought home a book on Rembrandt from the used bookshop behind our house ($4.00 – score!), and I am awestruck at how many of the paintings and etchings I was fortunate enough to see last fall in Amsterdam and London. Not in a book, not as reproductions: in person. It took my breath away a little, remembering.

Spring, art, hope. Yeah, there’s good in life.


~ by themeansister on April 2, 2009.

2 Responses to “Spring, art, hope”

  1. This post is sublime, notwishtanding the image of your husband throwing you over a frence. 🙂 Thanks for sharing your Springtime thoughts.

  2. Thanks for the compliment! It’s such a relief to have spring-y days around here, even though it’s been cold and/or snowy the last few. Are you guys still in California? I’ve been missing your blog, and I hope things are well with the job and apartment situations. You’re in our thoughts and prayers.

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