La Primera de Primavera

Making sense of the scents, the air hanging delightfully heavy with undeniable musty fullness. Ripe and ready life arrives well undressed for the dance of explosive expansion, a lusty two-step of thrusts and acceptance.

Nature stirs you to beautiful aims. You have to wildly love her essence in the spring, summer too -- maybe longer if she is a good match. Some flowers die forever after a rich season, others without prompting arise each year to show their lasting worth.

The ineffable calls and positions you to perform the same role of perfect temptation for others. The cosmic matchmaker believes we do better together, at least provisionally.

The eyes take it in like tasting a complex whiskey, enjoying the tease of delightful notes and their subtle cultivated flavors, not all sweet, but all wide, deep, and compelling.

Who would not love to savor these fragrant tastes when presented so wonderfully? Who would look away when desirous and willful eyes lock and tell one another their potential?