April 29, 2011
Early spring tastes like a mild Chile Relleno with a dollop on vanilla ice cream on top. The day is sure to be sunny, warm, and mild. Before 
warmth, though, you have to wade through the cold. Spring mornings give wonderful flavor; you feel the sharpness of the last vestiges of winter in a heavy jacket, raising memories of icicle days. As morning moves to spring afternoon, hawks fly warm updrafts, the jacket is shed, and mild warmth engages the senses pulling up seasonal memories of squash and tomatoes that are sure to come again. Sometimes, there is little difference between dessert and meal.
© David B. Bell 2011
Chewing the Cud 