Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
They Call This Spring?
It is cold and gray here, as usual - welcome to spring, or something. One more gray day and I'm going to lose my mind. Really. Today's high is 51 degrees, and I am feeling more than desperate for something warmer than this. There has been a little bit of sun, oh, maybe four days ago. It's that time of year when I ask myself why I live in Northern Ohio, after a long, gray winter, and into a long, gray spring.
After much fussing and confusion, I have downloaded photos to my computer! (I swear, I'm getting much too old for all this technology!) These are photos from April 7th (yes, I know, quite some time ago in Internet land, but I'm not good with getting photos to load...). Lovely photos of snow on the forsythia and crocuses in my backyard.
I am longing to be outside in short sleeves and sandals, longing to dig in the dirt and sweep away those clouds in the sky and in my head. Until then, I hope the sun is shining in your part of the world.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Spring has Sprung
I've had a wee bit of a blogging break - recovering from my surgery, my daughter's spring break, time away at a waterpark, the colds we have caught. My daughter is home from school today with a bad cold and I woke up with a headache. I can't say I feel like taking care of children today, but that's what moms do, so I will.
Spring has arrived here, although it was 31 degrees this morning. My daffodils are blooming and the tulips have popped up. I am more than ready for spring and for good things to happen. My legs are nearly healed up; all those pretty rainbow bruise colors are nearly gone, though I am still sore, but they look much better already.
There has been lots of bad news from my hometown in the last few weeks. The sister of a friend of mine died of breast cancer two weeks ago, at the age of 51; another friend of the family died of breast cancer last week at the age of 53. Both women fought long and hard, and both were still so young. The wife of another childhood friend is dying from a fast-growing brain tumor, leaving behind three sons, ages 11, 9, and 6. She's 37. Sometimes life is just so incomprehensible, and you carry on doing the laundry, changing diapers, making meals, while around you things keep falling apart. What else can you do, but carry on, hug your babies, hug your spouse, bring in some daffodils to put in a vase, remember to live now, right where you are.
Spring has arrived here, although it was 31 degrees this morning. My daffodils are blooming and the tulips have popped up. I am more than ready for spring and for good things to happen. My legs are nearly healed up; all those pretty rainbow bruise colors are nearly gone, though I am still sore, but they look much better already.
There has been lots of bad news from my hometown in the last few weeks. The sister of a friend of mine died of breast cancer two weeks ago, at the age of 51; another friend of the family died of breast cancer last week at the age of 53. Both women fought long and hard, and both were still so young. The wife of another childhood friend is dying from a fast-growing brain tumor, leaving behind three sons, ages 11, 9, and 6. She's 37. Sometimes life is just so incomprehensible, and you carry on doing the laundry, changing diapers, making meals, while around you things keep falling apart. What else can you do, but carry on, hug your babies, hug your spouse, bring in some daffodils to put in a vase, remember to live now, right where you are.
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