Bleakcold
dark
blustery
foreboding
yet
one day closer to Spring...OK, I'm a Summer person, don't want anything to do with Winter.
Always the proprietor of my own small biz,
Winter in the North means slow sales and sluggish traffic.
The weather could have you stranded for days,
not being able to move because of snow and ice,
unpredictable weather patterns, frozen fingers
however,
if I was financially set(not a small biz owner)
and a kept woman of matrimony,
I would languish in Winter...
I'd never leave my home!
I'd dutifully tend to the fire,
read stacks of books, paint watercolors of birds and Summer,
make those recipes that require delectable bits of my time
and write poetry to the silence of the snow on my roof...
HOWEVER...
it is what it is, so I scramble each and every day
honing my craft and waiting the long six months
in the Nor'lunds to awaken to Spring
where my life explodes like the fuchsia buds on the redbud
in my awakening gardens.
Ahhhh, Springtime...
is it here yet???
Well in the meantime...Hey Harriet...
it's happening there!
