Thursday, March 8, 2012
Aw, gees. Let's get on with it already.
Heck, we never really had a winter--we went from Fall to Spring. It did more raining this winter than it did snow. So, let's quit with the formal announcement of Spring--it's already here. Not that I'm complaining or anything.
I've been going out to look at the garden the past few days. The snowdrops and crocus are all blooming--telling me that it is time. Every where I look, there are little green sprouts breaking the surface of the mulch telling me that nature is done sleeping.
The frogs are ready for Spring too. With 60 degree weather the past few days, I made note of 3 sets of eyeballs peering over the leafy debris on the water. Even they are tired of slumbering, I guess. And if the algae in the pond is any indicator, the sun has been shining a whole lot more, waking up not only the frogs, but Mr. Snuggles and his fellow fish friends as well. The pond is quickly coming to life!
You know what I miss most during winter? Color. Just color of any kind in our olive drab and muddy world. I miss flowers and the green of our lawn. I miss the pink of the hydrangeas and the yellow of the goldfinches who peep at me. My eyeballs are just bored with the colors of winter, they are ready for iridescent green frogs and planters of a mixed bouquet.
This year is different than most because I'm typically just tired of cold and snow and I'm ready for a change to nice weather. We've had nice weather, but I'm just ready for "life" again. It's good to see the awakening beginning.