Keep me as the apple of the eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings from the wicked who despil me, my deadly enemies who surround me.
In a symbolic gesture of welcoming spring, I have taken all the blankets and padding out of the windows over my desk and opened the window shades for the first time in probably four months. Natural light, reflected off the bright white house next door, finally penetrates our haze of artificial dimness. Boldly, my workout buddy and I have also begun discussing doing our cardio exercises outside in the morning. Even more boldly, crocuses have begun to seriously assert themselves –
not the flowers, yet, but the shoots white-tinged-purple petaled flowers stand strong and boldly, popping out even between cracks in the sidewalk. It must be 60° out; everybody has emerged from their hibernation to bask in this new warmth.
Have you ever heard or said something that accidentally had two meanings? Eats Shoots and Leaves has that odd quality; I’ve linked to the Punctuation Game.
– KF –