Signs of Spring

When it comes to weather predictions, I don't put much faith in a groundhog.  Mr. Furball is too Hollywood for me- and we know there's not much truth-telling in those parts.  Instead, I tend to believe the signs from other critters.  In my opinion, they have much better prediction skills of when it is time to dig out of hibernation and play.

All week I've been serenaded by lovely songbirds from our front trees.  Tim still hasn't heard them, which reminds me that it is time to schedule a hearing test for my hubby.  (How does one do that?) This morning I mentioned the need again for an appointment to hear him say, "what'd you say?" which confirms my suspicion his ears aren't what they used to be.  That's ok, we love each other regardless of our handicaps and hangups!

Since I'm on the road ALL hours of the day and night, I've noticed that lots of other furry friends are scampering around.  Maybe they are enjoying the brief reprieve we've had with winter but I'm holding out hope that spring is right around the corner.

This momma needs sunshine in her life.  

Regardless, the calendar will announce the season in just a little over a month.  With a giant daisy circled around the date, I'm giddy for all things spring.

Today is Valentine's Day.  Most years, we have a "no gift" rule but funny enough we both broke it this morning, with simple and sweet treats.  I put together a snack pack for hubby, he had tulips waiting in my car as I left for work.  The thought of digging in the dirt and planting flowers has me brimming over with JOY.

I'm also ready for...

 green buds on trees 

and signs of life anew.  

flip-flops and painted toes.  

picnics and walks in the park.  

windows open, fresh air.

dusting off the deck.

all things spring!

What are you looking forward to with the new season?

Spring Fever

The birds have been singing my favorite song this weekend.  You know the one?  Where sunshine dances around and all is happy in the world?

It actually started Thursday or Friday.  I noticed they weren't just chirping but singing.  And in my neck of the woods, that always means spring is near!

I was actually able to open my windows on Saturday morning.  Even the dogs were thrilled, as they lounged on the deck.  Ross kept scooting and flopping to wherever the sun shone brightest, ensuring he was tanning on all sides I guess.

I'm sure the rest of the day was lovely but I spent the majority of it indoors, at a baby shower for my niece.  Thunder awoke us this morning and though it poured for a few hours the rest of the day turned out nice.

The weather has me itching now for spring.  I'm so ready for sunshine, warm but not too hot.  Blue skies, best seen while cruising down country roads.  Bright new flowers, popping through the earth.  Crickets and frogs joining the bird chorus.  Picnics.  Grilling.  Flip Flops.  Oh, my!

Ahhhh, I can hardly wait.

Earlier this morning, after reading our devotions, Tim and I both end up on our weather app.  (like minds, long marriage)  We were eager to see what was in store and joyful to find elevated temps on the forecast.

It was enough to entice me to put away my snowmen.  But somehow that motivation notice didn't get sent to hubby, who never went to the shed to bring down the totes.  Or the news channels, which just put the S-word in my newsfeed.

Sigh.

Oh, well.  If we do get another dusting, I'll live.  Spring will come.  It always does.
And like they say, when life gives you snow...make snowcream!

Whether you have rain, snow, or sun this week - I hope you also have lots and lots of JOY.