After weeks and weeks and weeks of cold weather (well aside from a brief trip to the sunny South Pacific, but that doesn’t count) I am ready for a change. I want to wake up and leap out of bed enthusiastically. Not sit there and shiver and dare myself to touch the cold floor.
The calendar tells me that there is only 19 days left until spring comes along and changes everything. It will be fabulous, there will be blue sky days, the birds will be singing, it will be warmer and I can sow my seeds and get this garden started.
But we all know this a winter weary mind talking. Spring can actually be a bit of a shocker. It is a transition season to the warmer weather of summer. Spring is tumultuous and completely unpredictable.
If last spring was anything to go by then there is not hope. We were about six weeks late on everything because it was so miserable. I have forgotten the exact details because I have chosen to blank them out.
This spring is going to be better because we are owed it. I will apply blind faith for the next few weeks and like a light switch being flipped, winter will be gone from this place.
We can start to see the signs. Spring is coming.
Come again soon – there are only 19 days left in winter, hooray!