It's almost here. I can hear it in the morning. A familiar trilling, awakening a not so distant memory. Was it really a year ago that I experienced these same thoughts? I actually remember them ( I'm feeling a bit smug about that) and relish the delicious stirring I feel at just the mere thought of it. Spring!
It may not seem evident by the arctic gusts that blast me to and from my car as I run my girls hither and yon. Nor by the natural gas bill that refuses to do the obligatory spring drop.
But, It's getting light a little earlier, and dark a little later.
But, It's getting light a little earlier, and dark a little later.
I'm definitely feeling that sense of restlessness...
that sends a woman straight to the utility closet on a flamboyant mission...
to eradicate the telltale signs of a house that has been too long snugged for the winter.
that sends a woman straight to the utility closet on a flamboyant mission...
to eradicate the telltale signs of a house that has been too long snugged for the winter.
Yes, spring. I'm ready.
Blessings, Debbie
Oh so true. We're so sick of all these rainy, yucky days over here. If it's going to be winter it might as well snow. If it's going to be spring let it be sunny for longer then 1/2 a day. Enough of all this in-between stuff. :)
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