The bay is melting. Suddenly there is water again, deep blue out past the slushy ice of the shore. The sun persists, the roads are clear, and my spring fever is here. Daylight savings today accelerated it. I walked home from my parents with the sunset tonight — at 7 pm. I still remember the 4:10 sunsets of December so this feels monumental.
One week until the equinox but I’m dreaming of summer — running in t-shirts, watching the sunset over the water past 8 pm, vaccinated activities where I can eat in a restaurant.
Next month I take my first time off this year and head to the Indiana Dunes National Park. Running and hiking and biking in the safest Covid vacation I could think of . . . I spend Saturday morning in bed looking up trail maps and flipping through pictures of the Airbnb.
I think I need things to look forward to again. The season to change. The hope of the vaccines to finally play out after over a year of quarantine and uncertainty.
I am a summer child at heart. When I ended my run at the dock today I took my time starting out at the flowing water. The ice is melting. In a few months I’ll stand in that same spot, strip my shoes, socks, and shirt, and jump into the lake.
Soon enough.
WIth Love,
Natalie