spring

The first day of spring already! It’s a rainy start to the season here, but this weekend is shaping up to be absolutely gorgeous. I’m itching to get outside, get dirty, start that seemingly never-ending yard clean-up before hitting the garden centers and bringing home as many colorful flowers as I can carry.

It’s a lot of work, but I look forward to it every year. I like watching the yard transform, one section at a time, as we spend time in it and give it some love. Every now and then, while we’re working in the yard, someone walking by will stop to tell us how cute our house is or how nice our yard is, and it makes my heart and head swell with pride. We put a lot into our home, and it’s cool when someone else enjoys it, too.

Happy first day of spring!

Hello, March!

Happy first day of spring!

Spring

Oh, I love this quote, for so many different reasons. It’s warming up here (too warm already, if you ask me), and we are heading into a short-lived spring before the oppressive and stifling heat of summer suffocates us. (Can you tell I don’t like summer?)

But spring…that is a different story. I love gardening, and I am itching to dive into the dirt, plant flowers, stroll around the yard and talk to plants and ooh and ahh over every new bud and each tiny, green, unfolding leaf. I am ready to wander around garden centers and spend way too much money. I am ready to spend my weekends in the yard, digging, trimming, planting, loving.

I also like this quote because my own winter involved the crushing difficulty of dealing with my mother’s death. I would never say “well, I’m over that now”, because I know it will hurt on some level forever, and I will always miss her. That’s the price of love, I suppose. But I am able to think of her and smile at a memory sometimes instead of instantly crying. So this spring is personal for me, a reawakening of my own, a spiritual and emotional one. A reblooming after crumbling. Rising again after collapsing.

I am ready for spring. I am ready for changes. I am ready for growth and love and hope. It’s time for winter to end and for me to find the sunlight again.