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It’s spring. Here are 20 things since March 20 dawned—reasons to be glad, to give thanks, to do a happy dance, or maybe all three.
1. Coffee and breakfast and the newspaper on the balcony for the first time this year.
2. Perennials’ rebirth after dormancy. The chives are back! The coreopsis is back!
3. Finding a VIPOP (Very Important Piece of Paper) while working through a stack of stuff that was not Stack Where It Is Believed to Be, but rather Stack Whose Existence Suddenly Seems Intolerable. And lo and behold! Eureka!
4. Skilled professionals (like, for instance, CPAs) who can keep lots of annually changing details in their heads.
5. A hard-working lemon wedge, first flavoring a Coke, then censing and cleansing the sink’s garbage disposal.
6. Favorite blouses roused from hibernation, laundered, hangered, drying on the shower curtain rod.
7. Learning from apartmenttherapy.com that it is not unusual in a tiny apartment to use, as a bed, an actual bed.
8. Directed giving. Deciding who might want each of three things that need new homes, asking, receiving three yeses.
9. A friend hearing “can’t” and enlisting another friend to do some arithmetic that clears a path to “can.”
10. The satisfaction of using something up (container of granola).
11. A friend’s ability not to say. Which is wisdom, and self-control, and an indication that secrets entrusted to her will be held close.
12. Birdsong, birdtalk. And the way the little chirpy birds ahead and the crow behind are playing call-and-response, or at least taking turns.
13. Yellow blooms. Daffodils, clumps of them everywhere, like clusters of cheerers along a race route. Forsythia, in single bursts like a candlelit tumbleweed, in rows like the flipped skirts of can-can girls. Even its mouthfeel said aloud. Forsythia forsythia forsythia.
14. Golden Lentil and Hambone Soup, an emailed recipe, bubbling and babbling on the stove, then filling jars with liquid gold, glowing every time the fridge is opened.
15. The sound of rain at night and upon waking. It says I am rain, not snow, not sleet, nothing that will turn to ice. It says Grow, flowers. Soften up, fields. Germinate, seeds.
16. Ian at Panera, who must be a trainee with his hand-lettered nametag, and who makes good eye contact, engages, who seems to truly be interested in your order and is delighted—almost conspiratorial—to help you redeem your 99-cent pastry receipt for the very last chocolate croissant.
17. Didn’t-catch-her-name at Target, who makes good eye contact, engages, and seems to sincerely mean it when she breaks from the rote “have a good day” script and ad-libs, “Enjoy the rest of your day.”
18. Open window, open breeze, border of in and out erased.
19. The first Samoa, saved for this season.
20. Poems with spring in them.
What says “Spring!” where you are?
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