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.
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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!