Saturday Observations

17 Mar

What is 82 degrees in the month of March like? Well, I’ll tell you…

It’s like they were held captive since October.
Cabin fever at its worst.
There are bright white legs in shorts strolling, marching up & down the sidewalks.
There are dogs sniffing bushes and pulling leashes so hard their necks should be bleeding.
There are babies in strollers squinting at the sun as if they’ve never met it before.
There are obnoxiously loud car stereos vibrating the windows of my soul.
Sunroofs are down. Tops to overpriced cars are peeled back.
I think I smell charcoal burning.
There’s barbecue sauce involved.
Teenagers are lingering on the curbs long after the school bus drops them off.
The air is shifting. I heard an owl oohing at 11:00 a.m. yesterday. Not sure where it was located. Kinda freaked me out. I’m not into owls. Especially bold owls that oooh during daylight hours.
See, this is what happens when it’s 82 degrees in March in D.C. Though it’s not that uncommon, it’s not the norm, either.
I saw a petunia pop out of a stem and retreat immediately.
Weirdness abounds.

2 Responses to “Saturday Observations”

  1. joyce March 18, 2012 at 8:30 pm #

    oh man… i hate hate hate owls! i used to think they were sort of cute, but we had an owl hoot in the middle of the night and it totally freaked me out!! and yes… 82 in march is a little weird, but i think i kind of like it being like spring! esp the bbq part! Yummmm

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