Tuesday, February 12, 2013


Just as the length of the day starts to get to me I see it.

The sun, gone for what feels like weeks, is tossing butter-colored ribbons of light across the frozen ground.  My mood makes an immediate turnabout.  There is hope.

The sun reminds me that the snow will melt, the ice will thaw, the temperatures will rise.  Spring will come.  Soon there will be grass, and leaves, and flowers.  It will come.

The never-ending cold will end.

The sun stays longer than the previous months.  It is still light as I cart the kids to swim class.  The wind bites at our faces as we scurry across the street to reach the building and take cover from winter's bitterness.  But the sun is still there.  It strengthens my resolve.  

This too shall pass.


Bijoux said...

I was super pumped to see the sun on Monday. The morning began at 54 degrees! Unfortunately, it went down from there, but it was a feeling of relief for a little while.

Tabor said...

Nice picture of your wait for spring. I heard it whisper yesterday when we reached 70!

Kat said...

Ladies, you're killing me! You have 54 and 70 degrees? Bah! I'm so jealous. It was 12 degrees this morning. :( Hurry up, spring!

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Feeling thankful for that, too, today!

Kat said...

Green Girl- Is it sunny by you today? It is back to being gray and glum here. Boo. :(

Riahli said...

I was thinking the same thing when I went to close the curtains and it was still a little light at 5:30... there is hope. :)

lime said...

the light males all the difference!

Krystyn @ Really, Are You Serious? said...

We are in need of sun here. It teases us lately and then starts to rain. I'm hoping they are right and it comes out tomorrow.

bipolarmomlife.com said...

Beautiful poetry of words! Glad to have found your blog via Just Write. I too cannot wait for spring. I've been hearing the birds outside in the mornings lately and it makes me so happy.

Words To Live By

Be grateful for each new day.
A new day that you have never lived before.
Twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably.
We can squander, neglect, or use them.
Life will be richer or poorer by the way we use today.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could;
some blunders and absurdities crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day.
You shall begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be
encumbered with your old nonsense.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson