Winter keeps stopping and starting, the calendar keeps turning, and the snow and rain keep falling. Looking out my window, I see the rosebushes budding and the weeds catching up with them. Too overworked to find time for passions right now, the garden groans in sad neglect.
Daylight saving time meant we begin to wake in the dark and fumble for direction. Three days will bring the vernal equinox, reminding us to center and celebrate the rebirth of ourselves and our surroundings.
My tomato plants huddle on the porch, waiting to be released into the soil with room to stretch out and smile. Twenty plus calendar boxes await before we break out the Easter baskets of candy and treats and formally welcome our vacation. This year, we will search in the snow for our golden eggs and hope for the sun to warm our souls.
The zucchini, the peppers and sunflowers must wait for now. Work will need to be done to prepare for you. For now, the rain mists down and fills us in preparation for what is sure to come.