Spring

Just when I saw signs and hopes of a coming Spring at last I look out the window this morning to see big fluffy snowflakes coming down in our front yard. The kind you wish and want for the holiday season and seem so beautiful and magical then. But now, when my cabin fever has come to the highest point, just makes me want to cry.

I can not wait for Springtime here. It seems that it has come already to my friends and family in other places. They speak of picnics in the park and going outside and sunshine and warmth. While here it is snowing and the ground is still covered in ice and snow. You can not walk outside without a coat and gloves still.

I want blue skies and sunshine. I want flowers and green grass. I want butterflies and dragonflies and bumblebees. I want birds singing in the trees. I want to smell the smell of wet grass after an April shower and feel the grass between my bare feet. I think, pregnant or not, I will get a pedicure this Spring. I want bare feet and flip flops. I want to spend so much time outdoors. I want to go to Yellowstone and see the baby buffalo. I hope our neighbors with the chickens and horses have baby chicks and baby horses to see. I want to see our son. And maybe our new puppy. I want to play with all the kittens that abound here in the Spring time. I wish this was our house because I would love to start a small garden with some beautiful flowers and maybe some veggies. I want to eat the cherries off the tree in our front yard. I want a cute umbrella and rainboots. I want go go fishing. I don't even mind the spiders and their webs. Oh Spring how I miss you. And Winter it is time for you to go until next year.