Search for Spring: Step 12

And finally.

12. Dreaming of Paris.

But learning to accept the Spring I'm in.

Search for Spring: Step 11

Lest we forget:

11. Sorting out who left their holiday lights up as a fun, festive winter thing.

And who is just too lazy to take them down.

Search for Spring: Step 10

A wee bit more:

10.Recognition.

Freed of winter armor, I see you, and you see me, and we are all together.

Hello world.

I no longer need to remember your coat of arms.

I can see your face and we can exchange a smile along with our customary nod.

Garance Doré: Kirna + Zabete

Search for Spring: Step 9

More thoughts on my Spring treasure hunt:

9. Wind that doesn't hurt and make me cower.

The Sartorialist. University Place, NYC

Search for Spring: Step 8

Looking for Spring, and finding:

8. Putting winter away in a closet

and

unearthing all that I had squirreled away with hope

and faith that Spring would come again.

Cherry Blossom Necklace ~Japan Earthquake Fundraiser

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I chose this flower necklace because it reminds me of the beautiful cherry blossoms of Japan.  Large white petal pearls are used for the petals and 3 small sterling silver balls are in the center of each flower. These 2 large flowers are attached to 3 strands of fresh water pearl and it has a sterling silver clasp and chain.  The necklace is approximately 15" long. The flowers are placed off center to give an added visual effect.  (value is $375)

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Thanks for your help!

Search for Spring: Step 7

Even more signs of Spring:

7. Desperately wanting to be outside.

Contemplating the hypothetical virtues of camping.

Eager to tear open the shutters and throw up the sash.

Fighting back the urge to skip lightly.

Finding myself squelching through mud.

Spring is a sloppy exuberance.

Search for Spring: Step 6

Still looking:

6. Having my soul crashed because it snowed again.

Spring, you are a merciless flirt.

For shame.

Search for Spring: Step 5

Still looking:

5. The return of cling. The return of transparence. The return of full disclosure.

Hello stretch jersey, hello cotton draping, hello knee length skirts.

Oh bulky, cozy sweater, I will miss you my old friend.

Winter is an enabler. Spring peals it all away.

(Glanz Dress, Anthropologie)

Search for Spring: Step 4

Still looking for Spring:

4. I reintroduce myself to my toenails.

I think it is safe to say, it was an emotional moment for all of us.

Search for Spring: Step 3

In my search for signs of Spring:

3. It suddenly dawns on me. Uggs are truly the ugliest boots imaginable. I cannot believe I have worn them for so long.

I put on shoes without the benefit of a think interior pelt and think to myself,

wow my feet are so tiny.

Search for Spring: Step Two

The search for signs of Spring continues:

2. Guilt.

Once again I failed to plan ahead. Failed to think it through. Failed to brave the late Fall so that I may rejoice in the early Spring.

And my neighbor did.

She has Crocuses and I do not. She will have Tulips, and Hyacinths, and everything else quite wonderful and perfect and beautiful, and I will not.

She over-achieves. I over-believe. I buy my spring flowers and shove their stubborn steams into the still frozen ground.

Spring has outed my procrastination.

My search for Spring: A 12 Step Program

How do I know thee Spring, let me count the ways.

1. My daughter will no longer wear her winter coat. And yes it is still 30 degrees outside. And yes it is still cold. And yes there still is snow on the ground.

But you have come March. And, Snow Coat, we can no longer speak your name.

Adieu.

Spring Blues

You know what spring is before it's green. It's blue.

Sharp, crisp, with a bit of a cool edge to it. A perfect denim blue. A slate, steel blue of a deep pool of water as the surface begins to warm and thaw. A blue harbor after the winter storms of white, and grey, and black. A return to deep color.

I welcome it.

The Satorialist: Blue London, Part 1