Spring’s arrival is taking
forever!
I
sat down last Wednesday morning and wrote this:
It’s
coming! It’s coming! And I couldn't be happier! After yesterday afternoon’s run
(wearing light layers) I hopped into the car and read 47 on the
thermometer. Forty-seven can be rounded
to fifty! Sweet!
When
the boys and I arrived home at 5:15, it was still light and would stay so for
another 30 minutes. Walking into the
backyard there were more signs. The
ground beneath my feet had a spongy, springy feel. Tiny curls of new grass were emerging between
the snow trampled brown blades. The
massive piles of snow were decreasing by the day. A blue bird couple has been visiting one of
our bird houses.
This
morning at 5:45, the sky is steel blue instead of inky black. The thermometer reads 36 instead of 26 or
16. The birds arrive at the feeder
earlier for breakfast.
* * * *
I
had not paid much attention to the weather forecast and was in quite a perky
mood. Imagine my surprise when I walked
downstairs Friday morning to find six inches of snow covering my spongy grass
and a phone message canceling school!
I’m
not sure if Mother Nature had a really mean teacher she is seeking revenge upon,
(our last day is now June 25th), or if she enjoys toying with New
Englanders. I jokingly will tell people not
from the area, “If you don’t like the weather wait a day.” Yesterday, it was more like wait an hour. The
day went from snow, to partly cloudy, to a whirling dose of flurries back to
partly cloudy! All before noon!
I
am, however, enjoying the later sunsets in the evening. The boys can now run laps around the house
and hike through the woods, which keeps them from sprinting through the house –
well, sort of.
The
return of darkness in the morning has resulted in Andrew sleeping later, so I
get some extra quiet time in the morning.
And even though the outside thermometer reads 27, I can start my day in
front of a cozy fire.
I
can’t control the weather I can only make the best of what the day brings. It is supposed to be 41 today and I plan to
run after school. I’ll pack an extra
layer and something to cover my ears.
One day, spring will be here for real.
But, until then, I won’t put away the snow boots quite yet!
