We rolled in about 10:30 Sunday evening first noticing the perfect temperature and abundance of tanned skin and pretty smiles. Driving to our hotel, I realized how much I missed cruising with the windows down feeling the coolness as you pass over creeks and the sweet smell of spring buds. Next stopping for food we quickly realized we had jumped from a 3% African American city to a 55% city. Mind it was 11:00 Easter Night, and this place was packed! What the heck was going on? But the BBQ and sweet tea soon made it all common sense, why wouldn't everyone be here.
Anyway, our car reminded us the need to crack your windows, then we received a lesson in the amount of pollen spreading in early spring. It was fun to see how much coverage we could get INSIDE the car from a 1 inch gap in the window, also neat to see hand prints on the car where oil collected more pollen. Standing under an oak with the sun angle just right it looked like it was raining. We couldn't stop commenting on how green it was, the perfect temp, the sweet smells, the dog woods, bradford pears, and red-buds all in bloom, how inviting a little pond looked for fishing. (2 of us are from AR, and a third is a redneck) I've also noticed I don't have to constantly force drink water to keep from becoming like dried beef jerky, but it also takes twice as long to dry off.
I think I saw a couple tears today while discussing what time we were flying back and the fact that they just got a couple inches of snow the other night...
2 comments:
I didn't know you were in Ft Collins. Maybe you should keep in better contact with me. Guilt-tripping aside I'm glad you finally entered another comment. You're a pretty enjoyable read, but maybe because I know you and can visualize you saying most of this. Anyways keep up the writing. I enjoy keeping up with your perspective on life and this temporary world.
Ditto to everything Trenton said except I didn't know you were in Atlanta! Keep up the writing! We all miss you!!! *M
Post a Comment