Thursday, April 14, 2011

Week in Seven Words #62

affable
The daffodils bob their heads in courtly greeting.

buoyant
A tree on the plaza is alive with blossoms, a foamy pink haze. The next day I see a juggler and young children beneath the blossoms; the sun is bright on the petals and the white stones underfoot.

churning
How will I get everything done?

contented
It's very good to see them. They behave in familiar comfortable ways, and my place feels more cozy.

jotters
At the start of the meal I'm not sure what we'll talk about, but about ten minutes in we're surprised to discover that we both write. When we talk about it we sound like two people who have both vacationed to the same wonderful place and are now recounting all its delights and plotting our next trip back.

rapid
His words come out in a tumble about gifts, toys, cupcakes, volcanos.

terrarium
It's a sky-blue and pink-blossom day outside, and I'm watching it through a set of thick windows.