Friday, April 08, 2005


On March 29, someone wrote the words “Happy spring” in chalk at Woodbridge Street and Massachusetts Avenue, even leaving a piece of chalk behind as though inviting reply.

The sentiment was warming, and it was walking weather, but the walking was still best done in a heavy jacket. Now the teases of sun and warmth are more sustained touches, and the weather today was of mild and playful challenge, like a lover given to dancing at the end of your hand.

The women of Harvard Square were beautiful, people everywhere were pleasant and I stood and watched the first squirrel of the season alight from a tree, go this way and that, find a seed and eat it, eyeing the territory of Cambridge Common.

We made it through another winter.

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