If Spring were anything to me, it'd be the season I want to buy all the plants, bake all the lemon things, and sit outside on the porch each night. It's the reminder that summer is coming with it's bounty of corn and tomatoes, that our garden will once more produce food for us and that while things may look bleak for a season, new life always appears.
I love the cool mornings, cool nights, and if I'm honest the light at the end of the tunnel that another school year is coming to a close. We've almost made it another year and my kids are growing bigger by the day. I've got a spreadsheet for my oldest of his lessons each day til summer. He and I are gladly crossing off the days as they pass.
Spring reminds me that soon I'll have a little more time to myself, perhaps more time for this space here. If you're someone who likes buying all the things around Christmas time, my time is now. I want the perfect plates for eating outside, the perfect pillows for our rockers. I dream of climbing roses on a trellis and far too many projects than the days have time for.
I love that my two oldest can mow the lawn now. I love that we have a lawn! I love slow mornings and a water table that keeps my one year old occupied. I love growing shrubs and the dream of perennials popping back up each year, the reminder that while things may look dead or sleeping, they are in fact still very much alive.
Is Spring your favorite too? Let's forget about the pollen covered cars for a moment, enjoy the perfect temperatures, the bluebells and the breeze. Let's be grateful for new beginnings, new seasons, a new Spring.
"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah 43:19