Wise words to the gardener in me:
I don’t know about you, but does it seem as if this April is like standing still besides a moving freight train? All that huffing, and puffing, noise, and then there is nothing left to see, just a echo on the wind.
Where are the beautiful breezes, and fragrant colorful blooms of April we normally get? It’s as if we are poised, dangling our legs in the sky, sitting on the upside of the teeter totter, desperately waiting to fall down into spring. But the person [spring] on the other side is heavier then us, and refuses to play.
We long to get our fingers dirty in warm soil, but it’s soggy, and cold. And we long to get the camera out of hibernation, but the rain isn’t good for it.
Patience pays off:
So we wait, and we wait, and we do a little whining, a little whinging. But meanwhile we refuse to look around at the gorgeous view from our position up on the top of the teeter totter, because, well... we want down, into spring.
And it’s happening all around us, we are just too caught up in our displeasure to notice it. Did you notice the anemones blooming at the library? Did you see the Daff’s nodding their heads in the wind, sparkling with rain diamonds?
Yes, it’s the latest spring I can remember, and yes, things are slow to start. But sometimes that is a gift, look at how long the crocus have lasted. The snowdrops just finished up, they started in January. Imagine, over 3 months of snowdrops.
Sometimes we are blessed, and we are just too stubborn to acknowledge it.
So it rains a lot, a very lot. Yes, it’s rain, and yes, it’s cold.
It’s a late spring, learn to live with it. Soon it will be a kaleidoscope of color out there, take the time to relish it.
Learn to appreciate cooler weather, it makes the flowers last that much longer.
Jen @ Muddy Boot Dreams