Writing Prompt: "Describe one of your favorite Spring memories"

Last year my friend and I took a seventh period weight training course. I loved it at first, but after missing a month of school due to mononucleosis, I became extremely weak. It took most of my energy just to walk across the parking lot to the weight room, so actually lifting was almost impossible. My friend didn't have another partner since most of the class was boys, so she lost interest as well. We spent most of our time talking or pretending to look productive.

Each Spring, East Linn's campus suddenly turns yellow with hundreds of daffodils. I look forward to it every year, but somehow the abundance of pretty flowers seems to happen overnight and I'm always surprised. Anyway, it must have been one of the first days that the daffodils were in bloom, because my friend and I were craving to pick big bouquets for ourselves. When seventh period rolled around, we we couldn't stand the temptation anymore so we snuck out of weightlifting and spent a glorious 45 minutes picking daffodils. I'm not sure why it was so fun, but sitting in big clumps of yellow flowers made us giggle for the entire time. I remember laying back in the tall grass and staring at the sky, my stomach aching from laughing so hard. The teacher never found out, or if he did, he didn't care.

Yesterday I was walking across the parking lot and happened to notice the field of daffodils. It was raining and the flowers really weren't in bloom, but I had to smile a little.