It’s beginning to be that time of year when I truly wish
that I were home. Spring is my favorite of the four seasons and about
this time in Georgia, things are just beginning to hint at returning to
the warmth and greenliness of springtime. Of course, it is still a tad
cold, but every so often, the day will be less than chilly and the sky
will turn a cerulean blue and, on some early-rising trees you can catch
sight of budding leaves. It makes me happy just to see blue skies here
in Michigan. It has still been snowing every so often, and that is
truly beautiful, but I am beginning to realize just how much I consider
Georgia my home. I miss the way you can see the tops of purple
mountains as you come over the hill just before we get to our driveway.
I miss the familiarity of the highway and the trees that line it. Is it
silly to still miss these things after being at college for several
months already?
My weekend has gotten off to a crazy start.
The Kappa new member “retreat” was a blast! I love all my pledge
sisters! Then we headed over to the Beat to hear Evan, Kyle and
Ryan jam. That was funtimes. Plans for today involve becoming deeply
absorbed with reading Don Quixote, possibly starting my next English
paper and definitely starting my first history paper. I resolve to not
procrastinate!
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Morning
Just read a little of Hopkins at poemhunter.com, where I read about five of his 104 poems. I found *To what serves mortal beauty* as one I could single out as *good* Which one do you like?
Spring is almost here in GA. BaaBee and I went for a walk in Piedmont Park yesterday. Some south-facing daffodils were blooming. The robins were plentiful. And although it was somewhat cloudy, the weather was lovely.