March 2018 SOLC–Day 30
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Yesterday, I raced out the doors at the end of the day with as much enthusiasm as the kids did. (Although I managed to maintain a brisk walk and to resist the temptation to gallop, skip and/or dance. On a side note, neither did I throw myself into a snow bank. But I digress…) The sky was blue, the sun was shining and with temperatures in the low 50s, it felt practically balmy! I bumped into my slicing colleague, Cindy of Mainer in Training (And as another aside, can I just say how delightful it is to work with someone who participates in the challenge?!)
“Only two more days!” we whooped, as the kids streamed by to get on buses.
“And it’s so beautiful out!” we enthused.
We walked inside together, celebrating the weather and commiserating about writing wells that seem to be running dry, about how tough the last few slices have been, and about the intensity of the past few weeks at school.
The weather outside was singing it’s siren song, and Cindy was practically dancing with impatience. “I’m going home right now,” she said.
“Me, too!” I exclaimed. “No conferences tonight!” I daydreamed aloud. “It’s so beautiful! I wonder if it’s warm enough to sit on the porch at home in the special sheltered spot. I could even have a margarita!”
“Oh! You could slice about this conversation!” Cindy suggested.
“Oh, maybe I will! I’d been thinking about creating a spine poem,” I said. “Leigh Anne Eck just wrote one, and I’d forgotten all about them.”
“What’s a spine poem?” Cindy asked. I explained and she looked thoughtful.
After a bit more conversation, we both went our separate ways, excited by spring temperatures and a free afternoon at the end of a couple of long weeks.
By the time I arrived home, the clouds had rolled in and the temperature had dropped. Honestly, I didn’t even mind. It was enough having tasted the possibility. Soon enough, I’ll spend a lazy afternoon on the porch, basking in the spring sun. Reading and maybe drinking an iced coffee or a margarita. It didn’t happen today, but it was well worth imagining. And anticipating it will make it all the sweeter when it does arrive.