Sunday, April 8, 2012

What springs eternal?

Well, my attempt to write a poem a day crashed and burned leaving no survivors two days into the project. What is it that makes me such an optimist, time after time, as I try and try again? It must be innate, because the sustained failure to achieve so many earnestly-begun creative projects has surely been the most (embarrassing) consistent and predictable outcome over the long course of my life! Yet somehow I don't much care. Like Scarlet, I start again and again, secure in the knowledge that tomorrow's another day. Tra-laa! Besides, the sun is out and the day is warm enough to not need a jacket for the first time since October.

Here are a couple of Easter morning photos, snapped on my way home from Starbucks.

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