the end of March

First touch of spring

Today is the last day in March and what a nice day it seems to want to be. It’s a bit nippy outside but the air is crisp and has a clean morning smell.  It the weather gurus are correct it will be a nice day to work outside.

What can I say about March except that it was a long one.  It was turbulent month weather wise.  We were lucky in paradise we only had cold and rain with the occasional light snow unlike some of our northern neighbors who had record snow with the cold temps. The west with its warm temps and drought and as this month came to an end the mud slide in Washington State.  Politically it was no walk in the park either with the Russian conflict in the Ukraine setting the rest of the year up to be….. interesting.  Oh and lets not forget the disappearance of Malaysia Airlines MH370 right now that is turning into an X-File.   God I need to do some yard work!!!

How did I make it through this month of bad weather and bad news?  I enjoyed a good book, spent time with my friends and did a lot of mandatory over time at work.  I filled the space around me with as much good as I could.  I cant ignore the world outside in fact I believe it is important to be informed but to allow the negative in the world to rule my life would make me very unhappy and cynical.  I would rather look at the good and be happy and hopeful.   

Aww… April I have such hopes for you.

I need spring

When I was younger time seemed to take forever.  Days, weeks and months often passed at a snails pace until something came along that was enjoyable then time sped by.  Now that I am older time is flying.  There is no real difference in my perception of time a bad day passes just a fast as a slow day; as with every thing out there, there is an exception to my time passing thing, this winter.  This has been the longest winter I can remember. It has been wet and cold here in paradise.  There has been little sun; for the most part if the sun is out I am at work. 

Ohhh anyway spring has to get here sooner or later.   I have dreams of seeds and dirt.  I have dreams of fresh vegetables and fruit.  I have dreams of walks in the warm sun, mowing grass and bonfires.  I have dreams of being outside for hours and hours.  This cabin is so claustrophobic to me now.  I need sky and field,  I need fresh air, I need spring.