Springtime has been more than a bit of a tease. A lukewarm day here, a shock of tiny purple crocus there, but still we awake to the clang of the radiator on a cold morning, the sound of cars on a wet street, sunrise hidden behind an overcast sky. Exhausted with waiting for spring, I picked up my camera and went in search of her at five cultural hot spots in NYC.
I found her over an early morning café au lait on the terrace facing the Palisades at Wave Hill, and later sat with her by a wall of bamboo in the garden of The Noguchi Museum. At Socrates Sculpture Park, her trademark daffodils were scattered under an odd little grove of trees. She peeked at me from behind a flowering magnolia at the New York Botanical Garden and sent up a strong missive of cherry blossoms on the esplanade at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden, just enough to hint at the riot of blooms and Sakura Matsuri festival to come.
Tonight, I sit in my apartment and again listen to cars on wet streets. I am reminded of the old adage about March coming in like a lion and going out like a lamb. I am impatient, but I know she is out there, working her magic. In the meantime, I’ll have another café au lait.
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