-Matthew 19:10: "The disciples said to him, "If this is the situation between a husband and wife, it is better not to marry."-
Not much of a dream last night, too many things I was thinking of. Poor discipline. Fairly sure it involved posting on MYSTCommunity.
Spring, I think, has finally come over here, after that one fluke weekend of Rain!Attack. Seems like every year in this Great Domesticated Desert of DoomTM there's always that one surprising burst of winter the week after you think spring has started. One would imagine that we would get smarter... but I guess "sun" is our default state, so imagining rain coming after sun is too difficult for our simple GDDoD minds.
Well, anyway, the trees certainly attest that spring is here: I'm currently looking out my window at a nearly heart-stoppingly beautiful apricot tree (side note: why do people pronounce "apricot" with a long "a"? After all, we don't pronounce "apple" like "a pull"). Quite a picture, that tree. It's the biggest one in my backyard; it was supposed to be a dwarf variety, and I guess it is because it's not "huge-OAK" size, but it's no shrub either. At any rate, I can see it from this second-floor window. Furthermore, when it sets fruit, scads of neighbors (and the occasional landscaper) must be enlisted in the consumption of the stuff; though the fruits are half again as small as a woman's fist, there are just hundreds of them during the on season, and picking them is a massive chore -- the top branches are so high up that no one can reach them from the ground, so the fruit there falls off and rots on the ground, so while we go pick the good fruit, we have to be careful where we step. Word of advice: stewed-squishy, ant-begotten apricots are never desirable flip-flop ornaments.
But right now, all it's producing are the classic faintly-blushed flowers interspersed with red buds and (as is the case right now) tiny yellow birds. I always think that spring's charms are overrated... that is, until spring actually comes around.
Reality check. Especially if it's rainy and grey out.
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