You know the morning after the first day back in the garden feeling?
The widespread ouch, oooh ah ugh…sigh. But in a good way?
The oh…joy, love my garden feeling?
Hello, old friend, it’s so good to be back here with you let’s just dig in and get the reacquanted feeling?
The thrill of ice cold soil clumping between your fingers, slimy winter rotten leaves slithering through wet gloves, a good stretch in the lower back? The knee creak when you stand up that no amount of biking and walking will remedy?
A heart filled to the brim with the thought of getting a load of really good compost dumped on your driveway? Searching for and finding the sprouts of spring, the bleeding heart is coming up, the peonies are blood red, the little bugs are scurrying around…it’s been a easy winter, a entire month early for us.
Yes, that feeling! that Spring is almost here, even though there are still some piles of snow and it’s a frosty world out there each morning.
The ouch I think I might have overdone it yesterday even though I’ve been doing stuff all winter, but it was such a joy to be outside in the sun and just…put …..my….fingers…in …something…other …than….snow…feeling.
Take the day
And then the “oh thank goodness it’s not as nice out today as it was yesterday and I can just take a day off to recuperate feeling?
Yep, that one.
In a blatant act of spring rebellion I’ve put aside my warm winter jacket, stuffing it well into the back of the closet. Although the resulting layering is a vain attempt to stay warm during the fluctuating late winter/spring is coming temperatures that rise and fall as fast as the stock market.
Despite my height the many layers are adding some serious bulk to my frame making me feel as if I am nothing more than a leftover melting rotund snowman.
But determination will keep me warm…right?
What about you, is anyone else out there shedding layers like a peeled onion?
Do you ever get a feeling of being left behind at the end of a season when you look at other blogs? When it seems as if everyone else is celebrating the arrival of the next season and here you are…just plugging along? Remember the lull?
My Coastal friends keep calling me up and telling me how lush and beautiful it is down there, how the daffs and crocus are running in a riot of color…that the flowering shrubs are blooming which makes me think they are being kind of mean….
We took a 45-minute drive Northwards yesterday…and forgive me for feeling kind of smug…but it’s still white cold, frosty, and covered in snow. But the mountains…stunning, beautifully stark, crisp white peaks with the sunlight shining behind them gorgeous.
And today I found a viola blooming in the patio gravel…so….so….
Take that you Coastal people…
Jen @ The Light Laughed
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Thanks so much, Jen!