As of about a week ago, Spring has been officially declared, and while there are still those cold, frosty mornings at the bus stop, the signs are there. The days are, of course, getting longer. The mild breezes blowing through are getting stronger. The skies seem bluer and clearer, the clouds lighter and purer. Birds are louder. Kids are crazier. The dog is preparing to shed copious amounts of hair in all corners of the house. The crocus are up, and the early green beginnings of flowers-to-come are poking out of the earth in unexpected places. Soon, with a little more rain and some sunny days, the forsythia will suddenly burst out in color and
then Spring will be officially on.
As every year at this time I always make a list of things I want to accomplish this spring. My motivating factor is the fact that everything outside seems to be renewing, regrowing, freshening up, starting over. I need to do some of this in my life. Sometimes I get things done. Sometimes I don't.
I love this transformational time of year.
