Since I've been MIA for so long I thought I'd download pictures from my camera and write about whatever images I had captured.
And, dear God, they're all pictures of our last snow. Like we haven't seen enough of this already.
And though it may look like an April day to our friends in Boston, this is Virginia folks, the south, sub tropical climate.
We were house bound from Wednesday night till Friday at noon when the roads were cleared enough we could fishtail our way to work.It sleeted, it snowed and then, to my surprise, it snowed some more.
Apparently all the cats and I did was wander from window to window desperately seeking spring.
Which to me means flowers and to them means birds, birds, birds!
No matter where we looked we were surrounded by snow.
Spirits were low.
But then came today, Sunday. We may have lost an hour but we gained the sun, blue skies, birds chirping, snow melting goodness.
I got to wear a pair of sneakers, off with the boots for the day. I didn't have to layer, I wore jeans without leggings underneath. One shirt, one sweater, a down vest. No scarf, no hat, no gloves. I felt positively naked.
I think the last time I could walk around the yard was February 8th, the Sunday before Valentines Day.
Gus roamed the hood for hours, he came in so muddy and covered with bits of I know not what I rushed to cover up the new slipcovers. But no worry, he raced his filthy, furry body to my bed where he proceeded to clean himself with great deliberation finally sinking into a satisfying sleep.
So, the first bed is now mulched for the spring. Too bad I have to sleep in it.
The first stirring of spring is a great thing.
Maybe I wouldn't appreciate it as much if I didn't have the miserable winter to go through first.
But I'd be willing to give it a shot.....