I just looked at the clock and realized it’s after 6:30 PM, which really threw me for a loop because it’s still plenty light outside. It’s been over 40 degrees the past few days and that feels positively tropical after a record cold February. The snow is slowly starting to melt, leaving behind a winter’s worth of grit and grime from salted roads. It’s the kind of dirt that would be an eyesore for any landscape if it didn’t mean that Spring was officially on the way. A first robin sighting in the yard confirms that.
February was rough. The surge of energy that follows the New Year is a bandage for my seasonal depression. A bandage which had well and fully sloughed off by the time March rolled around. But now that it’s here, and we’ve had our first true sunshine in I can’t remember how long, things are looking up.
Lucille and I can go for long walks again. Muddy paws and lighter jackets are what make me happy right now. That and doing things. Being outside, going for walks, cleaning the house, and letting my creative energy make its way back to me. For the past few days I’ve wanted to do less writing, less blogging, less talking and more doing…
and definitely more sewing 😉