“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

3.31.2010

Night. Spring.

She is outside in the night and I don't know where she is, and that's a good thing, she hasn't done that in a long time, she's been waiting for spring, and I think it must really be here - it's 8:40 pm and I am sitting with the front door open, in bare feet and with wet hair. Mosquito hawks keep zooming in and slapping against the walls and bumping my left arm, and I can hear cicadas, how funny - no, well, at least now it is one lone cricket or grasshopper, I can't tell the difference, but they are The Insects that Come with Warm Weather, and now a cricket in the house, a very loud cricket in the house who is happy happy about something, and that is a good luck thing, a cricket in your house, but I am wrong again, it is a grasshopper, I see him hopping, funny, funny, right into a clear glass vase and then back out, and I hope he goes out the door of his own accord.

The lovely lovely Katie's cat has meandered by and her look tells me where Maggie is holed up - behind my Jeep, no doubt, she loves the night, loves any but cold nights, and to be out and about in the dark is, I think, her very favorite thing. . . . Yes, I checked on her, she's there, exactly where I'd thought, and there are pear tree blossoms scattered down the sidewalk and across the footbridge, white, white against the darkness. It comes again, this spring that I love, and summer will follow and heat will beat against me and I will rush from my air conditioned car to my air conditioned house, but I will say thank you nonetheless.

Maggie has come in and wants my lap.
I cannot refuse.

Her fur is cool against me.
nighty night

11 comments:

  1. enjoy your maggie & your pear blossoms

    nighty night right back :)

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  2. Wishing Miss Maggie more lovely spring evenings.

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  3. once again....such a beautiful post where you let your heart do the writing....

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  4. What a great subject! I think my cats feel similarly--they are clamoring to go out now, which they weren't even a week ago.

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  5. oh your sweet Maggie is enjoying these wonderful cool nights of spring - white pear blossoms almost like a night light.

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  6. oh thank you for sharing spring and maggie with us.
    "Ever wonderful"!

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  7. Oh..it is sounding like wonderful warm spring in Texas. What a beautiful description!!!

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  8. two posts in one day, you got ahead of me...lovely maggie, lovely picture you put here of her and then still, painted another with your words...spring arrived here in NY today, at least a tease... 80 degrees...sun, buds popping out everywhere, mosquitoes, too.
    spring comes, it does, and we move into it, glad for the sun, the warmth, the comfort...

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  9. Debbie, I read your words MI Casa Imperfecta in Somerset Life today, I just loved everything about everything you wrote... I could hear it, see it and smell it, I could feel your words. I had to come here to see who you are and what you have offered us. I am so looking forward to more. thank you~ Jacque

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  10. i am happy to hear of maggie going to do things that she loves.....special things bloom int the texas spring both night and day.

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  11. This post just warms my heart...Beautiful!:-)

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