Warm enough to keep the windows open now, hear the voices from other houses, children crying, families sitting to dinner. Swallows call to each other in the evening air, summer is just around the corner. Rainy days of spring, new flowers, white roses. People whistling opera tunes in the street. Working with the earth, smelling it on my hands. Dreams of past lovers, dreams of future lovers. My brother coming to visit. Libraries, restlessness.
