on the way home from the forest on sunday, so many spring ephemerals!! , driving past all of the blooming shrubs and trees on the sides of the road we start shouting out-loud from the point of view of Spring —
be your best self, bloom! lots of colors! shine! give it all you got! go go go!
as if your life depends on it! all at once! no holding back! get out there! be brilliant! all the colors! all the time! go go !
we are laughing in between shouting because its all true, because there’s a lot to do – homework, farm work, school work, because of all of the other tangled up feelings, because of heartache because it is the time of unfolding but what if I don’t want to unfold right now