The first day of Spring was brought home to me by waking up to birds, singing brightly in our nectarine tree. When I raised the blinds in my library, the morning light poured in on the bookshelves and seemed to pick out the many birds that publishers use as a colophon. From the Smithsonian's Owl of Minerva and Norton's solitary seagull, to the classic Penguin/Pelican/Puffin trio and Duckworth's equally literal duck, they were all over the shelves. I saw them as welcoming the new season, and this day will always mean a lot to me.

No comments:

Post a Comment