so loud and clear that the gardener seems to be only one of the instruments,
not the composer. ~Geoffrey B. Charlesworth
Spring is my hope in a world of mittens and flannel. I perk and bloom under the first rays of sunshine, throw open a window, and breath deep the frost-free air. My happiness tank fills as quickly as the red line on the thermometer can rise, and I suddenly remember a hundred projects I want to complete.
Every request to go to the park is granted with a resounding “YES!” The blue skies beckon each of us out-of-doors as the cool winds blow winter’s gloom from our home. As the days stretch, dinner is served later. The hours of snuggling on the couch are saved for next winter’s snowfall.
Bicycle tires are filled and chains are oiled. The race is on to see who can master bike tricks that send a mother’s heart a flutter. Emergency sirens scream through the commotion of a sunny day, while other children bask in the glory of shedding their training wheels more quickly than their coat.
How are you enjoying this season?
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