The title of this post is what my host mom said to me yesterday morning, and it turns out she is right; it is well and truly springtime. Behind my apartment, a solitary tree is blooming pink against the green and rolling Tuscan hills. The sun has been shining warm enough to make me shed my jacket, and I have even broken out my springiest of dresses.
I apologise, by the way, for not posting recently. I got caught up in applying for summer stipends to cover this amazing internship I have been offered in Spain, and I have been figuring out my senior thesis and planning visits and trips and all manner of things. I shall post more details tomorrow, but suffice to say, I am falling ever more in love with linguistics. I shall also post, by the way, some photos from a lovely trip to Lucca, which has an antiques market and a carnivale celebration to be reckoned with.
For now, I have been in this office all day and am looking forward to the soccer game this evening. Other students and even some of the program directors get together once a week for a scrimmage, and this is the first time I have been able to go. Ciao, amici!
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It's spring here, too—it was in the upper 40s today, and the ground is all muddy from the melting snow.
Ooh, Spain. I may have to come visit you again. :-)
Also, ooh, thesis. You'll have to tell me all about your topic.
Hey Micaya, it's your cousin Catherine. I've been having a grand time reading your blog -- it's almost like being there myself! Enjoy this -- it's the adventure of a lifetime!
Love you!
Catherine
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