Ready

It’s not dark when I arrive home from work in recent weeks. I’ve been appreciating the people who live at the entrance to our neighborhood who planted crocus bulbs; the happy blossoms welcome me when I turn the corner toward home at the end of the day. In the morning, on the way to work, I have begun to catch just a glimpse of light coming over the mountain. The store entrances are bright and welcoming with bouquets bright yellow daffodils and heavenly smelling hyacinths.

I resolved last year, when the dark and wet winter began, that I would appreciate what the season had to offer and that I would not fall prey to the winter doldrums I have become prone to and, for the most part, I was successful. But it has gone on long enough and I am ready for a change.

I am ready for sunshine and dirt under my fingernails and muscles that ache after a day spent in the garden. I’m ready for salad made with fresh baby greens; I am ready to put away my black winter clothes and pull out cheerier attire. I am oh-so-ready to bid farewell to my black trouser socks until next winter and welcome sandals and flip-flops back into my life. I am ready to go for a pedicure!

What are you ready for?

“A little Madness in the Spring / Is wholesome even for the King.” Emily Dickinson

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
8 comments
  1. Longer days! Being able to go outside to putter in the garden for a couple of hours AFTER dinner!

    1. Longer days – yes!!

  2. A pedicure and pots of fresh herbs and trips to the farmers market and strolls by the Rio Grande and spring flowers…

    1. I am looking forward to going to the farmer’s market too. All that fresh organic produce!

  3. The pedicure sounds good. Plus manicure. Plus haircut.

  4. All of the above for me too, Kathy!

  5. I’m ready for all of that plus being able to go barefoot, and being able to feel truly warm, and just having the experience of freedom that comes when winter is finally done. Oh, and hanging my sheets on the clothesline.

    1. Barefoot! How could I have forgotten about one of my favorite things to enjoy in the spring/summer!

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