I love tumbleweeds ( Just ask my sister. I put them up when we are chatting on Skype all the time). I love how happy and carefree they are; bouncing along without a care in the world.
Thanks to a nasty cold front moving in today, I was in tumbleweed heaven as I drove along the interstate heading home. It had been a very tiring morning and I was happy to be in my car. Then I saw them, the tumbleweeds. Lots and lots of them! Bouncing along the field. Oh happy day! I laughed and watched them as I drove by. Some got caught in the fence and others bounced out onto the road. More kept coming. For a moment, I wanted to pull over and be whisked away on the wind too; happy and carefree! Then I came to my senses and drove home.
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I drove down the street today. There they sat, tall and straight, guarding the driveways like little green soldiers. Every week they appear. At the end of the day, they return to hidden places, kept out of sight until the next week. I like them. I like the newness of the green as they standout against the brown and grey of the winter. I love how something so ordinary can catch my eye in the morning as I drive by.
I love spring rains. The fresh, earthy smell is welcome after the cold of winter. Spring rains come with a promise of warmth and color. Everything feels fresher after a good rain shower. Somehow I didn't even mind the gloominess of today. It was raining. I had to feel it gently fall on my head. Breathing in the fresh, clean smell, I found a bit of peace; even in the crowded city.
