Monday, March 10, 2014

Gratitude Monday: scenting Spring

I’d taken a break from morning exercise because of back pain, but started up again at the weekend. And somehow, in the intervening week or so, spring has just washed over the Valley they call Silicon.

I say this not because there are flowers all over the place—narcissi have been poking up for a while, and blossoming fruit trees have been bursting with color for more than a month.



After all, there’s plenty of landscaped color year-round hereabouts—the best high-tech money can buy. And you can't tell just from temperatures, either; we barely droop below the 60s all year round.


No, over the weekend I was practically overcome by the scents of spring, the sweet, sometimes spicy aromas that seem to hang in the pre-dawn air. You walk into intense pockets of them, and in the dark they’re all a surprise—you have no visual clues to where they’re originating. It’s a mostly-silent magical mystery tour all to yourself.

As with all things seasonal, I don’t expect it to last for long. But while it does, I’ll breathe deep and enjoy it.



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