Ahhh Spring!

We had one really long winter.  It was gray, gray, gray.  We have had colder, more snowy winters, but there was something about this one that was miserable.  I'm sure I'll say the same thing next year.

Toward the end of this winter, I started to thing about how people made it through the winter in ages past.  I'm sure they were even more eager for spring than we are.  What did they eat?  I would think they would be down to a few shriveled potatoes in the cellar and were tired of everything they preserved the previous summer.  They couldn't run to Kroger for fresh spinach or strawberries in March.

My personal winter felt much longer than the actual winter.  By the end of it, I was mentally and physically exhausted.  Work was/is crazy was ever and predicted to get even more busy.  My personal winter left me feeling like a favorite quote.

“I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Things turning a corner at work, and I'm feeling more energized.  It's Spring.  Everything seems fresh and full of promise.

I think it's really Spring this time.  How many times have we said that this Spring?  This is the real deal.  There is green grass, flowers, birds chirping,  and Spring peepers peeping.  It's full of promise.