4.16.2003

A midsummer's night heat wave in the middle of spring is now upon us... how refreshing it is to go for a stroll down the block, to actually breathe in the surroundings instead of hurriedly, scurrying past, nose in my scarf, waiting for the hours to pass by quickly to reach my front door. But now, now, well, the daffodils are standing tall, tulips close behind and the greeness on the trees shades me little shoulders form the sun.