Monthly Archives: March 2009

The first sign of spring


I was about a block from home when I heard it. My ears twitched, catlike, and I smiled. It wasn’t a robin, nor the CRACK! of bat against ball, but it signaled the coming season all the same. This is what I heard: 



So get your short-sleeved shirts ready, because spring is (unofficially) here. :)

They make envelopes, don’t they?


I’m not sure why, exactly, but I’ve been thinking lately that I would like to receive a letter. An honest-to-goodness, handwritten-on-actual-paper, letter. I guess I’ve just been in a nostalgic mood recently. Even my subconscious has gotten into the act– I had two separate dreams last week about people I haven’t seen since elementary school!

Snow day!


Don’t get me wrong. It’s not like I was desperate for a day off; after all, I was just on vacation the week before last. But New York City schools never close (the last time, according to the news, was in 2004), so I thought that this occasion should be commemorated, recorded in black and white (or blue-gray and ecru ;)).