Our tulips are peeking theireads through the winter faded ground cover.
I am finally wearing spring clothes.
Let me clarify.
I am wearing clothes that I anticipated sporting throughout the month of March.
The Easter dress is under consideration, but I do think something of warmth might not be a bad idea…
The tulips took it on the chin this winter–only one set is growing. l wonder when we will see it’s Spring outfit? Perhaps, it too, will consider keeping some warm layers available for the Easter show?
I am no fool—I learned many years ago that April can be cruel. I recall that in the seventh grade, there was a week of fabulous summer hopeful warmth that seduced me into packing only short sleeve shirts, and a winter jacket without mittens for a weekend long camping trip.
Easter will break through the dark and the cold; warmth will arrive. The birds are singing, my peacock shoes are ready, and the tulips are poking their heads through the winter drear…