Silent Sunday from Nova Scotia
Tag: signs of Spring
Not Spring Yet
Yesterday I was remarking how I’d heard birds and there was sunlight on my living room floor and it was staying light so much longer.
There’s a muddy feel in the air, impending Spring. A scent. A feel. Signs of the changing season – oops. The supposed rain shower today wasn’t rain at all but blustery icy sleety snow, blowing around wildly and the thermometer said NO WAY but yes, it was wintry white and howling and my optimism the winter coming to a close, vanished. Just like that!
Spring’s coming though It always does. I know it. You wish it would hurry.
Cloudy cold with blowing sleety snow.
Silent Sunday
Winter’s Antidote
Winter’s antidote.
My sister said she’d gotten some pussy willows to hang the wooden rabbit ornaments on and I’d just written a reply to a comment from Stef,
I can’t wait to post signs of Spring.