Spring is waking the slumbered

I never thought my heart would race at full parking lots or that my lips would form a smile at the line of shirtless men fishing off the 4th Street bridge. Nope, never thought I'd be getting a rush from the sound of a lawn mower or the open-window chatter in the neighborhood.

Does Spring race your heart? It does mine.

I was running the river path, breathing in the hot Spring air and battling the strong breeze. My feet pounded steady while my thoughts jostled into some sense, but I kept wanting to giggle. I did a few times, I think. All those white-chested, shirtless men on 4th Street were quite the spectacle - with their fishing poles hanging lazy over the bridge. You know, just city fishing on a Sunday afternoon.

I loved it. I think it's because Spring shakes out all the winter slumber of indoor activities. Spring beckons us to come out and frolic in it's sunshine. Have you noticed it is incredibly hard to say "No" to a barbeque or a picnic or a walk in the park when Spring arrives? Am I the only one who feels the stretching and waking of Spring in my soul? I wanted to stop and savor the city fisherman and the crowd of bikers at the bar and the full parking lot at the park.

I wanted to let the delight sink in.

Maybe Spring doesn't inspire you. Maybe your neighbor doesn't have the most beautiful flowering magnolia tree. Maybe your neighbors don't grill out on their patios and play latin music. Maybe where you are from, people stay indoors and don't mow their lawns or pick up sticks in the front yard. Maybe the sun doesn't shine on the river and the breeze doesn't feel electric against your skin. Maybe your neighbors don't accept your dinner invites and maybe you don't have a patio set that your dad picked up at a thrift store.

I guess I could see how that kind of Spring would have a hard time waking you from winter slumber.

let LOVE fly like cRaZy