Mar. 10, 2007 - What speaks spring to your heart?
I'm a milestone person ...
well, maybe I'm a benchmark person. I don't pay attention to the calendar to take my cues on when the seasons change (though I could have answered the question about when Fall arrives on the new reality show Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader?) ... I watch for signs ... the first clusters of daffodils ... the buds on our saucer magnolia out back begins to bud(we pray that the frost doesn't strike) and bloom ... the grass begins to green ... the dogs a bit friskier ... birds seeem to be more active ... my heart yearns for a trip to Cades Cove ... rising in the morning is easier(not after Saturday, but ...) ... I start dreaming of the garden I want to plant (only twice has it actually happened) ... dreams of spring jaunts and summer trips consume my mind ... the want to spend my mornings reading out on the deck ... and my afternoons playing ...
the first good strawberries arrive (which makes me think of my friend Curt)...
... and we break out the baseball games for a game of catch.
Over the course of the past two weeks I watched as the wheels were set in motion. And Friday was capped off with that game of catch and strawberries begging to be consumed as quickly as they could be washed and topped.
We'll have to contend with a terrible case of Spring Fever while testing next week ... and then we take on a whole different approach to our days.
Bliss.