We are off on a journey through Spring. 23 degrees two days ago. Yeah. Well. Today will be 58.
All the angels in the wild are scratching their little eyeballs open and stretchin’ their little wings. Little voices clearing their throats.
It is obvious our animals feel the same way as the cows from the above farm.
Jumpin’ and rearing’ and carryin’ on.
The bluebirds are back and we have three nests out of the seven houses hung. So far. It is jar dropping to see them in flight. Beautiful color of lapis fluttering through the air. I don’t know if I wasn’t in tune all the years we lived in the burbs, but I don’t recall seeing one bluebird until we moved here.
What is really concerning at this point are the skinny looooonnnngggg critters that are poking their skinny little heads out of the ground right now, yawning their little fangy mouths. Animal chores begin before daylight and end after dark. I am walking trails and pastures many times in the….eeek….hours that those cuties are coming out to play. In the winter? Not a problem. I can kick around as I please and chances are I will not be running into anything moving. But times are a changin’. Maybe if I dress in a full on rubber suit.
Are you ready for what Spring brings? Activity. I’m not so sure yet. Maybe my winter wasn’t quiet or long enough. I take hibernation quite seriously. Given the fact that we are hosting my son’s wedding in June, we are not bringing in any new animals for a while or beginning any large “projects”. I can’t get my head around walking even to the garden yet. I don’t know exactly how daunting the wedding is/will be, so I have moved into a slow motion period. In preparation for what, I’m not sure yet.
Sometimes when I see big things/events looming ahead, I get sorta paralyzed prior to. Does that ever happen to you? I don’t know if it is a mental rest and preparation or that I can’t accept it yet. But then, there is an exact moment of ……GO…. and then we’re off and running. Maybe it is a preservation or storing up of energy.
It kinda (and that is a BIG kinda) reminds me of the very last scene, maybe the very last still in The Passion by Mel Gibson where Jesus sees the daylight from the tomb. He sits there very very still with His eyes closed. Knowing that when He opens them and takes His first step, it’s a GO. He is off. And there is no turning back. Dive in head first. BIG job ahead. Holy cow, I would love to be with Him.
Anywhoooo, That is where I am at with springing into Spring. I am with closed eyes. I know that as I open them and take my first step, there is no turning back. It is full-bore ahead. Ready, set…..stop. Not ready.