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May 27 06: three days of nothing: preliminary report
We’re in Ithaca for the holiday weekend; we drove up with our friends Andrew and Yuri to stay with Tom and Genevieve for three days of resting and eating and drinking. Paul and Tom will be doing a couple of long bicycle rides while we’re here, as well, because they’re planning to take part in the AIDS Ride for Life in the fall and they’re ramping up the training. (I am very proud of Paul for doing this.)
Has it really been so long since I lived here that I’ve forgotten what this season is like? I associate the Finger Lakes region during the spring-summer transition with green lushness of trees and grass. How is it that I don’t remember the flowers?
Because the flowers, they are many. The sidewalk plots burst with broad-petaled poppies in this riotous shade of flaming persimmon. Lilacs bloom in yards and fields everywhere, from pale twilight grey-purple to electric amethyst, and you can smell them in the breeze; honeysuckle as well. And dandelions. Are the dandelions new, somehow? Because I’d really think I’d remember them. We drove through the countryside between Cayuga and Seneca lakes this afternoon, and some of the lawns and pastures look like they’re under a layer of snow. Not all the trees have leaves, and many of the plowed fields are still waiting patiently for something to come up through the dark earth, but the flowers have siezed their moment—old as spring, and yet somehow a revelation.
Hope your weekend is starting with as much promise. I’m off to pour myself a glass of something.