I was really ready for Spring. I knew in my mind that it wouldn't really come this soon in Idaho, but when all the massive snow melted off my yard and I could see our baby grass again (we seeded last fall) I let my defenses down and was ready to hope for warmth and playing outside and visits to the park.
Mother Nature had other ideas and has not stopped playing her April Fool's joke. Snow, snow, snow. I have been trying to stand firm by not getting out the snow shovel and my Sorrels, but my will is breaking down.
I wish I loved snow. Then this would be very exciting. But I don't love snow and it's not. It is depressing to me and my coughing has returned (which verifies my theory that my coughing is directly tied to cold weather).
My friends in Arizona are smelling the orange blossoms (pure heaven) right now. They are watching cacti bloom. They are enjoying warmth and sun.
Maybe this wouldn't have been so bad, but this last weekend from Thursday through yesterday it was Spring Break for Jewel. We couldn't leave town because this is that last week of the semester for Dr. D - but I had hoped we could have picnics in the park, dig out the weeds that have crept into our baby lawn, ride bikes, and breathe fresh air. Instead Jewel and Alfredo had a snowball fight on Thursday for about 5 minutes, they then decided it was way too cold and came inside. We did tromp through the snow for a walk on Sunday, hopeful that the melting snow would be the end of the winter, but it snowed again yesterday and then again today.
I'm ready for Spring. I guess it isn't ready for me yet. I'll just have to wait....