5.05.2013

May Firsts

The day the mountain
waxes chartreuse
is the first day
of the bike path,
soft serve,
skinned knees,
sandal blisters,
pink cheeks;
the first night
making love
with the windows open.
Posted by Marian at 8:58 PM
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24 comments:

  1. whee! and sigh all at the same time

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  3. These are nice choices--"soft serve, skinned knees," etc. to convey the onset of spring. (And you saved the best for last! )

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  4. Next step: in the garden:-)
    Envy you the proper bike path: we have to fight it out with the cars. Many's the broken collar bone when yet again they take their berth not wide enough.

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  5. We still have snow on our mountains. Making love with the windows open ~~ perfection. Better yet, a screened porch.

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  6. this gives me the tingles...lovely.

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  7. Chartreuse, huh? More than the he effect of young buds? Bring some of that fairy dust here!

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    1. it IS the young buds that turn the mountain chartreuse... and soon it will be green.
      i LOVE the chartreuse days. :)

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  8. Yes, the air on skin through the open window. Ahhh...

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  9. Open window - and listen to the hissy roar of traffic on the bypass? I'll stick with double glazing and a chilly night, thanks! lol

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  10. Sounds like a well-rounded day (great ending).

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  11. Feels like summertime's coming round again.

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  12. I really like the
    'soft serve,
    skinned knees,
    sandal blisters,
    pink cheeks;'
    section: evocative, very effective, and great word choice.

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  14. Sensuously hilarious, Marian! Life comes back in repeated happenings! Nicely!

    Hank

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    1. that's right, year in, year out. thank you, Hank.

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  15. As my father used to say, "Hooray! Hooray! The first of May! Outdoor (kissing) starts today!" Only he didn't say "kissing..." A la Ralphie, "Only I didn't say fudge..."

    Love the idea of the windows open... the curtains, too? Or is that a bit much?!

    Feeling frisky after this one! Amy

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  16. Amy...that is too funny, my dad had some of the same little songs where the words got shifted a bit for rating...lol. Marian, you just caprured it all in brilliant visuals and those little feelings that make life worth living. Smeall that lavender babyluv...don't close the window yet.

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  17. Ah, spring, and all that it brings! You've certainly summed it up beautifully, Marian.
    K

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  18. glad this little poem has legs, as it were :)
    thank you, friends.

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  20. Splendid! Once we opened the window too much and the cat leaned on the screen and fell out!!

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  21. yeessssss! but NO to cats falling out of windows!

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