Manolo says, hers is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
Although the weather has been unseasonably warm of late, I’m worried that it could still take a turn for the cold. It is still March, after all. So, I’m not quite ready to let it all hang out and wear sandals, just yet. What would you recommend as a sort of intermediate shoe?
Manolo says, it is true, we are in the period between the winter slush and the vernal warmth, that strange demi-season — one minute too cold, the next too hot, rain followed by sunshine followed by hail– the period when we are virtually guaranteed to leave the house wearing exactly the wrong thing.
Despite this inconvenience, late March should be the period of anticipatory joy; the blooms are loaded into the flowers, and the green fuse is lit. Soon, we will wake up one morning, step outside and be happily stunned by the explosion of new life, by the flowers flowering, the birds birding, and the bees being their wonderfully bee-ish selves.
If there is within us any feeling, we will skip and caper, and sing happy little songs of welcome to the new season. We will be called to remember that we, too, are animals, who have the sacred duty to celebrate the arrival of spring. Indeed how can we be dour when nature has put on her finery and is demanding to be acknowledged, like the pretty woman in the flowered dress?
Here is the aptly named Flora from Delman, the perfect lacey ballet flat for the arrival of the new season. Fear not the occasional blast of cold, spring is here!