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Shakesthecoffecan:
It is uncommonly warm here today, I have rode around with the windows down, everone will be sick this weekend probably.
moremojo:
--- Quote from: shakestheground on February 21, 2007, 04:27:25 pm ---It is uncommonly warm here today, I have rode around with the windows down, everone will be sick this weekend probably.
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Enjoying a balmy, spring-like day in central Texas, as well. Brilliant blue sky and a delicious sun-kissed quality to the air. It's nice, but making me want to take a nap (and I'm still at work!).
Shakesthecoffecan:
Friday evening I stopped by a friends house for a drink, it was about 6:40 in the evening when I was leaving, pausing on the front porch as she smoked a cig we notes the light still in the sky and the mildness of the evening.
"I can feel it coming" she said.
"I can too, can't wait for it to get here." I replied.
This time of year, when warmer weather approaches, it seems like the most wonderful thing there ever was. Like somehow your going to be 18 again and riding in a car down a tree lined road by moon light, to park next to the lake and gaze at the stars, or not. ;D
Katie77:
--- Quote from: shakestheground on February 25, 2007, 05:38:50 pm ---
This time of year, when warmer weather approaches, it seems like the most wonderful thing there ever was. Like somehow your going to be 18 again and riding in a car down a tree lined road by moon light, to park next to the lake and gaze at the stars, or not. ;D
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Oh Truman, you are such a beautiful romantic.......what a wonderful way to describe the weather.....
Shakesthecoffecan:
Ah, romance....(long pause as he stares off into the distance and smiles a little)
Sunday was one of those days you would just like to stay in bed all day.
It was cold and rainy and wet outside. I was curled up in bed near noon when my phone rang with a number I thought looked familar so I answered it. It was Lisa, with the promised phone call from Bay City. She was sitting at a table full of friends, all wishing I were there. What could be nicer?
So nice to hear their voices, hear of their exploits, of their plans. Judy and Chris who I never hear from enough, happy with the moment, and then almost when I think this dream has ended I hear a voice: "This is Front Ranger" (OMG, she sounds just like I imagined!) How I wish I was there, why was it I could not be now, I can't seem to remember.
The day progresses and me with it. The lunch at Wendy's, the open house and the pull down stairs, my mothers stained glass project, Moby my company on the ride home to the snug futon.
As I drift away I see her wavey hair under her black cowgirl hat, she turns, flashing her smile, they are arm in arm, trudging thru the snow, their way lit by the Marquee.
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