I’ve been enjoying the tentative little tendrils poking their tiny heads out of the ground wondering if it’s OK to be out. They must know these are dangerous times. Old Man Winter can come back and blow through at any moment. But the more days we get in the 50s and 60s, the bolder they get. Daffodils don’t give a damn. As soon as there’s a thaw, they…
Just when you think you’ll be content to sleep forever because the gray never ends, buds pop out on trees and daffodils sprout, shaking you out of your winter coma. In this netherworld between freezing and basking in the warm glow of the sun lives March. Although I’ll miss the bear-like cave I’ve created with blankets on my bed, I’ve loved feeling the sun on my face. I…
If you’re in a state that’s not Florida, California or Hawaii right now, you’re probably dreaming of spring. I live in California and I apologize up front. It just happened this way, I didn’t really plan it, so don’t hate me. I never gloat over the weather because I could be killed at any second by a terrifying mother of an earthquake. That pretty much evens things out…