the weather is warming up, which means it’s getting humid, which means the grass is growing again. i cut the grass today for the first time since late summer/early fall. after, i ran around with bagel in the backyard playing. the sun was going down, and a spring breeze was upon us. i felt lighter, like a weight lifted off my shoulders. the yard was clean and the smell of fresh cut grass brought in an adventure-like enthusiasm.
i’m taking things day by day, season by season, appreciating what is for the moment in the moment.
-ratha, 7:55pm, 3.18.19