Pink Petals
02.08.2006::8:29 a.m.
San Francisco surrenders her first blush of the year, cherry blossom trees loosing (and I mean "loosing") their feather soft petals into the air.
The fragrance of these flowers and trees touches my core, and today is a clear, bright day. Cool, but with a hint of a warmish breeze, teasing us into spring and brandishing the expectancy of summer, already.
It is at times like this when I would like infinite financial freedom, to shake off any need to work, so that I can walk and ride my bike through my favorite small towns in this season, drinking her all in. Hiking, napping in a warm spot on the mountain I love. Or the beach nearby.
Oh How I Love Spring.
