Green leaves, red buds, azaleas, daffodils. Spring is here. Michael took me to the Edisto River today, to a public landing not far from his farm. The tea-colored water moved swiftly, looking cool and smooth and inviting. I wish it had been warmer. I wanted to swim, like I did in the Neuse River when I was growing up. My friend Jennifer's family kept their horses close by the river, and we would take my pony Rainyday there to ride and swim. Today made me want to be in a river like that again.

Maybe next month.