i look like a bruise. the daffodils are pretty tho.

Spring. Ah. After a long dreary season of snow and ice and grey, spring comes -- the harbinger of summer. It's the season when we hold our breath in giddy anticipation of the next season.

It was grey all over

The sky

like a murky watercolor

dripped sorrow onto me

It soaked through me

I didn't remember what color was

Only the grey

But something made me look up

There

peeking indignantly through the clouds

was a patch of blue

What was it doing there

spoiling the endless grey

I squinted in its awkward brilliance

watching as the clouds

slowly

drifted apart

The blue filled the heavens

spilling beautifully over everything

seeping into my soul

Color

I cried

This is an outfit I put together; it's a black dress with a navy blue sweater -- you can't really tell because of the lighting. Black and blue...ha.

I went out and took some pictures of the daffodils in our front yard.

Hope you all have a great week!
peace.