march wind

 This morning I got an e-mail from my sister in Colorado.  Spring coming feels like a familiar discussion. This year I am happy to be able to visualize her Mount Blanca and the old black train that runs by every morning and afternoon.  She said her sage is turning green but this morning a cold wind was blowing.  I can imagine how brisk that wind would feel across those plains that surround her. I'm remembering that tent we lost to the wind there last summer.  You can click here for the archive.

Did you ever read a childrens book called A Child's Calendar by John Updike?  I'm thinking about what he wrote about March...


In March the sun is like a kite that cannot keep it's own string tight.

Spring teaches us so much about anticipation.

The first buds are coming up in my planters. I underestimated how much the kids would enjoy watching them arrive.  I'm not sure which ones will be appearing...the crocuses, daffodils, tulips, hyacinths. Daffodils are my favorite and I love the fragrant hyacinths.

Can you guess which one this will be?

Sunday afternoon we drove up to visit Grandpa Bob and Grandma Julia.

The kids were happy to see them and happy to think about fun memories from last summer when we stayed there.  I couldn't help but think about how much life has changed since then.  Look at how the apricot tree has changed since last summer.  Sam and Ben look like giants!

Monday morning I was so grateful to wake up to no snow.  It just rained.  And rain is good. I'm remembering how green the mountains were last summer. Unusually green.  Monday has been a bit lonely.  It is the last week of this, my attempt at being a  WAHM.  The kids are at daycare and with Grandma and the house is just too quiet and I feel too isolated...hence the blogging...  Now I'll go back to reading about internet business, if I can convince myself...