Metaphorical Writing 4/27/2013

Spring fever has finally melted the heart of this year’s snow, but the buds are still hesitant and shy, while my spring cleaning is officially underway.  Its time for a long drive with my car poking its head up and down the hillside, good coffee and all the days in the hospital behind me.  I will give those buds a few more days with the sun nudging them out like a stray animal found before I say hello to them along the road and hillsides and before they blossom like a schoolgirl into leafy fullness.


I'm interested in hearing people's ideas about metaphors and to post other people's metaphors as well as my own!

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