Sunlight and rain

Being in Somerville after this winter feels like a brand new experience. Spring comes every year, yes, but not like this, not for me. Describing it as coming out of hibernation is an understatement. It is more like being born again. Learning how to walk again, without heavy boots. And how to interact with the world outside your doors again.

We had some hot days in May, reaching the mid-90s at times. And then this week, the rain finally came. As I walked home from yoga on Monday evening, I admired the beauty of the wet seeds and leaves stuck to the bike path. Everything was being washed and hydrated.

After three days, the sun returned, but not the heat. There's an autumn-like crispness in the air. The difference though is the amazing bounding up of everything green, pink, and purple, like these peonies on my street. My mom's favorite flower.