Hope arrived today in the form of warmth and sunshine! I know it was a “window of opportunity” for many people and they were out getting things done.
I was having a bit of a pity party this afternoon and also trying to follow the advice of a friend to relax and stay off my foot. That wasn’t working for me, so I decided that if I was going to be in pain anyway, I might as well be in pain outside. Works every time. My pain level didn’t go down, but my spirit soared. Outside is always better than inside… if you aren’t shivering. lol
Even in the midst of brown and dry and more brown, there are little signs that the earth is changing and spring will eventually arrive. I know it is still weeks away, but just the sight of my daffodils breaking ground will carry me along.
I also had the thought while I was out that even though not much has changed since last weekend, there is a certain reassurance in the sight of the same old view and the same old birds. They are as comforting as old friends. Sometimes I wonder how many people have stood on this same hill over the years and looked at the same horizon.
This is the last week of January. Next month is my favorite. Love. Red. Chocolate. Eight special birthdays. Warmer weather. Peach blossoms. Daffodils. Hope…