Springtime in Brooklyn

I love spring.  I don't have a favorite season, but I love the newness of springtime.  It's so beautiful- I was just driving down my road and thinking there's no green like the greens you see in the trees this time of year.  The waves of those greens mixed with the burgundies and pinks- it takes my breath away.  And then it's gone, in just a few days.

Anyway, besides the newness and beauty, I have a sense of resolve in the springtime, to accomplish all kinds of things.  Which is good and bad.  I feel myself getting overwhelmed.  I want everything cleaned in my house- curtains, walls, baseboards- I want it sparkling.  And if I'm going to scrub these old hardwood floors, they really could use re-finishing.  And the windows need cleaning before the screens go back up, which I need to do soon, because I can't open the windows without the screens on them.  And some of the trim on the windows needs touching up.  And there are a couple of rooms upstairs that definitely need repainting.  And my attic is a mess.

And then there's the outside- yard, gardens need cleaning up, as does the fish pond.  And, speaking of painting,  the house is looking a little shabby in a couple of places- it's a beautiful day- I should just get out there and just start scraping.

So, this is what happens....I start shutting down- I mean, where do I begin!  I've been sick, maybe that's why everything is making me tired. And allergies do too.  But, there's a thought that's been creeping into my mind the last couple of years, and it makes me realize I'm getting older.  It's this:  I don't want to do all of this work anymore.  I want to spend my weekends sitting under the Brooklyn Bridge, looking at a magazine and eating a sandwich, like the people in that picture- not working on a to-do list.  And then I want to go to a flea market, and find cool presents for friends and my sisters and maybe some jewelry for myself.  And then go look at some art in a gallery or museum.  And then eat dinner at a table outside and people watch and go hear some music somewhere. I want to enjoy life!  I want to have a little 2 bedroom apartment in Brooklyn in a quaint, artsy neighborhood.  I don't need to grow my own flowers anymore- I can be just as happy walking downstairs and picking out anything I want at the flower market on the corner.  I can clean my apartment in 1/2 an hour and then do whatever I want with my time!

I get restless every 7 years.  We are celebrating our 21st anniversary in a few days, and we're living in our third house.  Maybe that's what this is all about.  In the meantime, I have some art to make.  Forget about all that boring house and yardwork!  It's only the middle of April- I have plenty of time for spring cleaning.