I would much rather play in the summer courses website that will take me to Albania, but I have to focus on my current classes. I made a good grade on my final draft 2 for 5200, Introduction to Information Organization (w00t). However, it is March in Texas when all of the Bradford pears, peach and plum trees are in bloom. The sun is still gentle and seductive; the pollen has yet to kick-in. I sit on the patio and smell someone's barbecue, listen to the high school drum line, the neighborhood weed eaters, and watch the shadows elongate.
Perhaps the intro to this blog should have warned you that I enjoy writing bad poetry. Consider the previous sentence your warning...
The delicious sun
Nuzzles the back of my neck
Love is born of Spring
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