"What I'm Waiting For"
It's hard to know what I'm waiting for, but I'm waiting for something.
Spring is late. I would have known this even if I wasn't getting daily reminders in my email of the beautiful pictures I took exactly a year ago. One year ago, all the trees were in full bloom. The tulips were hitting their prime. The peonies were threatening to bud out. This year, there are a handful of daffodils that somehow ended up in an extra warm spot and a sprinkling of tiny tulips. The trees remain stubbornly budded out without a flower in sight. I am getting ex asperated. Instead of flowering trees, we are getting hysterical weather prognostications. Severe storm warnings dominate the news. 'They preempted 'Jeopardy!'' my mother told me. 'For nothing!'
