Waiting For Spring

Winter bites once again as cabin fever grips.  Outdoors, the yard work and other cleaning

activities get left undone. Trapped inside, I watch squabbling starlings and tiny sparrows

invade fat balls. Putting on a display, they hang upside down like circus acrobats swaying 

to and fro against the pull of the cold Arctic breeze.  Sat snug and alone, pondering 

in the heart of the house, I sip on a sweet hot chocolate and as I do, I notice how delicate

new green shoots have pushed through the dark frozen earth. Waiting patiently to

greet spring, some don fine dresses of soft petal yellow with ruffled orange petticoats, with a 

 

flurry of light snow garnering their dainty heads like silver white sparkly princess tiara's.

On the kitchen windowsill purple hyacinths fill the room with their sweet scent. To the

right, trays of aquilegia seeds and other late bloomers lie sleeping in a bed of warm 

 

soft compost, unaware of the bitter weather that's buffeting their soon to be new home. I

plant more seeds into dull terracotta pots. These will grow into tall sun worshippers,

rising into the air six foot or more, their round sunny faces welcoming each dawn. Soon

in a few short weeks, winter will be warmly kissed goodbye, my garden will be full of flowers

nature will be buzzing against the drone of noisy lawn mowers, my red BBQ grill will

get it's day for some great fun filled cook outs...hopefully, all this will be before rain stops play.

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

" in the heart of the house" good line.

[Rockape]

Lovely sweetheart, the high-lit letters show the acrostic better baby.
Pretty good site this: bye bye Kevin. I wonder how many others will jump ship from AP? I've e-mailed Rob.
xxxxxxxxxx no Les xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

[Raspberry Rebel]

Aww, thank you darling, I appreciate you commenting and I'm sure you'll love this site, as for those jumping from AP's ship, most will if they have any sense xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Les will not happy xxxxxxxxxxxxx