Looking forward

Right now Providence is experiencing a mixture of rain and snow. In Massachusetts, where I teach, we're supposed to get up to 14 inches of snow tomorrow (yes, seriously). (And yes, April starts tomorrow.) Spring seems such a long time away.

But inside my little apartment, it's bright and cozy. Bread dough, shaped into two neat loaves, is rising in the oven. Pasta cooks on the stove for tomorrow's lunch. Later, J will come over for dinner, and we'll snuggle under blankets and watch old TV shows. And my two iris bulbs have pushed up through the soil in their pots, set to their internal rhythms, blithely unaware that the weather has decided to delay the coming of spring.

I'm looking forward to April.