'Spring.'
'It's coming.'
'Wake up.'
The view from my kitchen sink is changing every day...our little raised bed is bestowing gentle surprises each morning. This new-to-me garden is slowly revealing its secrets...a sprinkling of snowdrops, a cluster of primroses, tall, proud daffodils and today: a hellebore! The previous owners weren't gardeners - that much is certain - but it was their first home together and I can see that they did plant Springtime packages of love into this earth.
However, another gray day greeted us this morning. A veil of ice lay glittering on my car's windscreen at dawn. Winter isn't over yet.
And I've got the blues.
a hat to keep my beloved's ears warm
legwarmers to make us think of Spring rainbows
wondering where the sky ends and the sea begins at this beach
well-shod creekside knitting
stitching up a little national pride
bonny smiles from my girl who never feels the cold
little gifts from a very experienced quilter
On second thought, there's nothin' wrong with a little dose of the blues. Spring, take all the time you need.
Such gorgeous things, all such pretty blues. It was beginning to feel like we might be getting closer to spring here, but now we've been dumped on with loads more snow. One day it will turn to spring, I suppose.
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