Spring is in the air. Okay...not really. Not even close. But I've had just about enough of this grey Canadian winter. I'm tired of being cold, having wet feet and chapped lips. I'm tired of waking up in the dark and leaving work in the dark. And I'm tired of being cooped up inside staring out at the garden longingly all the while telling myself that "it won't be long now." No, it just won't do. So helping spring to hurry up is in order. Mission number one: out with the winter decorations. This display of twigs and berries has graced the hallway for more than two months now. While I loved it when I first put it together, its time is up. The branches have been bundled and tucked away in the basement until next year.
Mission number two: replace winter twig display with something that says spring. Well nothing says spring like forsythia. So when I saw bunches of branches up for grabs at the local flower shop as I trudged home in the dark tonight, I decided I must have them. And here they are. The house feels better already. And the timing couldn't be better. February, one of the bleakest months of all, lies straight ahead. The promise of March could easily be wiped out by a single blizzard. Only a fool would dismiss the possibility of snow in April. Still there is something in the air. The energies are shifting. Momentum is building. Soon it will be spring.