Tuesday, March 7, 2017

“[Hobbits] love peace and quiet and a good tilled earth.”

~ J.R.R. Tolkien

I’m a hobbit! Who knew?

It’s still chilly and there’s snow in the forecast. Snow, for goodness sake! The never-ending winter continues. I’ve pulled out my heat mats and seeds but still haven’t planted anything. I’m finding it hard to get into gardening mode when it’s still so cold outside.

Still, I noticed yesterday that some crocuses are about to burst into bloom in my front garden. Later, when Gerry and I go out, I’ll see if we can stop at the community garden plot. My spinach was up when I was there a week or so ago; just seeing that growth gives me hope.

It’s coming, I know, but spring seems so distant this year. I’m choosing to believe we will have a stellar summer to make up for it–long, hot, and dry, like the ones I remember from long ago.

Today: making plans for a quick weekend trip, making appointments, running some errands, and thinking spring.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. It is cruel for Mother Nature to give us a couple of days of 40+ and then throw a blizzard and horrible winds in our faces for two solid days – that’s what we are experiencing right now. I stayed home today because I just couldn’t force myself to go out in it.

    1. Oh Karen, you’ve got it so much worse than we do. The season of hygge continues . . .

  2. I’ve decided that Spring must be having a time management crisis and is just running rather late. I wonder if it will be apologetic and sheepish when it finally arrives or just burst on the scene all exuberant and full of giggles. Wherever it is, I suspect it knows that regardless of the delay we will welcome it with a loving embrace and huge grin plastered across our arctic tanned faces.

    1. I love your picture of Spring’s tardy arrival, Tamara! She can be confident that we will, indeed, welcome her with welcome arms whenever she finally decides to show up. P.S. Can you believe that dump of snow this morning?!!!

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