It snowed today, big fat flakes that make me think of winter. The town, only mere hours before a budding spring paradise, looks like a Christmas scene, everything blanketed in heavy, wet snow. But, we all know, it is a spring snow, so dense it breaks shovels and snaps off tree limbs if too much falls.
Today, the snow is our heart-breaker, a damper on our spirits and a heavy weight on our hopes. This summer though, it will be our savior, a line of defense between us and the drought that turns our prairies yellow and deprives our forests of water. It may be the storm that helps ward off the hunger of fires, the choking smoke of raging flames. Today, some may despise the snow, but that is not me. Today, I rejoice and cross my fingers for more, for enough to keep us green all the summer long.
Race from place to place,
A busy life, bustling,
Not a spare moment
From April 13, 2015
This weekend A and I decided to rearrange half of our house. When we moved in in December, we put our room in the bigger of the two bedrooms and turned the second into an office, but it dawned on me last week how much I disliked this arrangement. Because our room was on the front of the house, we kept the shades drawn and in the other room, our work space was just too cluttered. So, we decided to switch rooms and what a happy decision that was!
This morning I woke up before my alarm to beautiful golden-grey light peeking through our open shades. I curled up in a ball and smiled, letting myself drift in the lovely light. If for no other reason, I love this re-arrangement because it means that our restful space if full of light and for me there could be nothing better.
From April 11, 2015
I have been saying it for weeks now, but I think spring really, truly is here. It isn’t just the vicious wind or sunnier days, the blue skies or drier weathering that have me saying this. Rather, everything is coming back to life.
The bush outside out front door had buds this week and despite the snow on Wednesday, it leafed out this morning. Flower stems are popping out of the dirt at the trunk of the bush and greenery is starting to take over the brittle brown in the flower beds. The grass is beginning to turn green and unflatten itself.
In the forest, the early flowers have bloomed purple and yellow. Their colors explode on the dry, brown dirt. They promise that colorful months are coming and let me know that the most beautiful months of the year will be here soon.
Just a few more weeks!
From April 10, 2015
Time now to unwind,
Lay down the weary grindstone
And let it all go
Birds sing on limbs high,
Bunnies dart through grasses green.
Though snows may come yet,
They will not last for too long,
For spring has truly sprung now.