Ode to Spring
by carolynholm
Dear Mia,
Toilet paper, AGAIN? What are you doing now?
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
I’m dancing. I’m working on the dance component of a new performance piece.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
That’s wonderful. I just wish we could leave the toilet paper out of it. What is this one going to be about?
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
This is an Ode to Spring. I’ll be celebrating the Equinox.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
That’s nice, but you’re a little late. The Equinox was two weeks ago.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
That’s an unimportant detail. This is about the big picture. About Easter and things blooming and all things Spring. The exploding toilet paper roll is like new life bursting out.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
I guess so. Well, Spring is always worth celebrating, isn’t it?
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
There will be an art component as well. I’m going to do something with eggs.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
Should I be worried?
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
You should be delighted. You have too many eggs these days. Your chickens are all laying now like crazy, and you’re giving eggs away. I’ll use some of them to save you the trouble.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
I’m getting concerned about what you have in mind. I think maybe you need to submit a proposal first.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
I’m going to color them blue, because blue is my favorite color, and then I’ll set them out in a row, weave toilet paper around them, and then dance among them.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
That sounds lovely sweetie, but we’re not going to color eggs this year. I think you should just do your dance without the eggs. And maybe we can skip the toilet paper this time.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Too late. I’ve already unrolled the paper. And Molly says the Easter Bunny expects everyone to color eggs.
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
Molly is very informed about some things, but she doesn’t know anything about the Easter Bunny.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Who the heck is this Easter Bunny anyway?
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
He’s a pagan creature. He’s all about Spring and fertility.
Love, Carolyn
Dear Mommy,
Then he might dance with me in my Ode to Spring?
Love, Mia
Dear Mia,
That is something I’d pay to see.
Love, Carolyn
