Blog Fever

Confession: I am getting serious blog fever. From the looks of things there seem to be three types of bloggers: bloggers who are interesting, bloggers who have something to say/show/do, and people who think they want to be bloggers but never blog. I wonder where I will fit in...

I was awake absurdly late last night setting up that last post, and here it is 12:10 and I am typing. I dreamed last night of what to blog about today! This is crazy!

I am loving my home, I finally think this quirky little town is charmingly cute and that it has some true beauty, I like my silly brown trailer in the parking lot of the school, and I am happy to be me. I will figure out what I want my blog to be about I am sure. For right now, I want it to be about me!

I felt the urge today to walk to the US Post Office and get my mail rather than drive. The weather has been increíble and I have been cooped up in my classroom all day. As I sauntered pensivly accross the parking lot, between the buildings, through the play ground, and across the highway, I thought to myself of the things I want to do with my life. As I was returning I had the overwhelming desire to set myself on one of those swings out on the school yard and sit to think a while. (There is a smell in the air when all the world in refreshed and anew with Springtime....the smell permeates your senses and opens your mind to endless possiblities. It is no wonder that Winter blues are quickly replaced when the flowers show their delicate petals.)


Although the urge to sit came, I carefully sidestepped it and meandered my way on home, wilst I thought of everything I love about springtime. I haven't closed my Bedroom window in days and the joy I feel when I wake up to the smell of a renewed day is sin comparación! It is like the feeling you get after waking up in your very own tent on a camping trip in the mountains. The smell of the morning dew mixed with the fresh gentle breezes nearly takes my breath away and I have a hard time starting my day without a gentle bounce in my step. I feel inspired. I feel clean. I feel hope and love and peace. There is something about those kinds of mornings that makes me want every day to be that way. So if I can help it, I plan to leave that window open, as long as the weather cooperates....I hope it does till the end of next week, then I can shut it.....