Wednesday, March 7, 2012


Don't let anyone ever believe that there aren't seasons in Los Angeles!  It has been cold, a little windy - ok, we're not talking snow, even mild frost - but chilly.  But that's not what makes one aware of the changing seasons - for what feels like the first time in an age, I was home today in daylight, and there, on the vine growing up the steps by the front door, are all the new little leaves coming out.

But even if I'd got home late, and hadn't seen them, the academic year has its rhythms.  We're definitely sniffing the air heading into the final strait - and "spring" as a word always looks good qualifying the word "break" (nearly there, nearly there) ...

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