Continuity Error
It’s like a jump-cut or a continuity error out there today. Still wrapped around a January hearth — but, suddenly, it is April in the landscape.
I wore a coat. But there is only Spring cool to guard against. Gusty, like it is at that time of year. Bare…but moist, as if crocuses might start peeping out of the mud any minute now.
It is nice to be cut loose from the normal flow of things, if only for a bit. Reminds you about those other degrees of freedom…