I dream of sitting in the sun, letting it warm my face and paint my skin rosy.
I long to throw open windows with aplomb and enjoy the tranquil dance of wind and curtain.
I crave the breathtaking magenta pop of cherry blossoms on my gorgeous tree.
I desire the enjoyment of lounging in the driveway with a good book, and invisible bicycle circles traced 'round me.
I need to hear the bright peals of laughter from play on a warm spring afternoon.
9 days into spring