Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Today felt like Spring in that the air was warm. All the daffodils had withered in the classroom, but Katie had brought more. And I say, daffodils are sometimes garishly yellow when they are illuminated by unnatural flourescent light. Outside, they are pale and lovely, or even bright and sunny. Inside, it's pitiful their color. But they always smell the same. I would call it: a sweet water smell.
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