It's not that the sun is particularly different in April than any other time of the year.
Sure, it comes at a slightly different angle and I suppose that each day's light is different from every other, but I think why April sun seems lovelier to me is an issue of scarcity, the preciousness with which it quietly emerges one day and suddenly sets the world aglow.
This time of year makes my heart come back to life, colors and vibrant tender shoots springing from the ground with new growth, new life, and new hope.
One of the joys of living in New Jersey is getting to live in nature again. It's everywhere all around me - I mean, there's a river at the end of the street and I go by the ocean almost every day. I think that does good things for my soul.
My parents spent a lot of time in their garden this weekend, and I wandered around the yard, dazzled by the sunlight, taking photos and staring at leaves and delicate petals.
They planted two new dogwood trees, and I can't wait to see them bloom.
I also enjoyed a lot of mellow outdoor time with our sweet dogs, who seemed to enjoy walking and laying in the grass as much as I did. Miss Molly never wanted to get up, preferring instead to extend her entire body into the grass and nuzzle it like a blanket.
Smoochie likes to listen to the wind rustling trees, woodpeckers, and neighborhood children, quietly smelling all the scents of spring flowers and the ocean on the breeze. She is quite the contemplative dog when she's not running around being a crazy-ass.
Little Otto Bean is shorter than the daffodils, for which I can't help but adore him.
Everyone is relaxed in the gentle warmth of April light, taking our time and easing into spring. It's so nice to have that calm and benevolence back again.
As you may have guessed, I added a handful of photos to my New Jersey set on Flickr.
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