The past week has brought some very lovely and Spring-like weather-eventhough it barely seems like Winter has happened at all. It looks like we are in for one more cold stretch and maybe even one last snow and then it will be full speed ahead for Spring. The clocks move ahead this weekend, I can hardly believe it.
We’ve been loving this friendly weather and have been outside almost al day for most of the past week. We’ve started clearing the yard of debris, O has dug his first construction site of the warmer season and found some of the last piles of witch’s burr to bulldoze.
On the way home from the park with friends he spied this gorgeous patch of purple flowers, sprung up from under cover of dead leaves. He said they made him happy and he now has them on his nightstand.
The warmer weather has me excitedly planning and plotting the garden. It’s all measured out and I am laying plans all high-tech this year with the program from Growveg.com. So far, so good.
I’m also thinking of our daily routine and the changes we will soon be making from Winter to Spring flow (more on that in a week or two). Again, I barely feel like we settled into our Winter routine this year and it’s almost over.
Everything feels like it’s moving so fast. Faster than usual. Maybe it is, or maybe it’s just me. Maybe this is just what happens when you turn 40.
“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
― Yoko Ono