Last week spring was put on hold for awhile as we marked time through another snow storm. The snow is gone again and the earth feels slightly springy under foot. But right under the spring lies the frozen earth... waiting.... pensive.... like me.
I can't wait to feel the healing properties of the earth again. The warm soil. I want to feel the strength and the calm that comes from handling the ground. There is hope that comes with the greening of the new season. With putting seeds in the ground.
Today my mind has been full of less then happy scenarios for the future. Time for something better. Time to dream dreams of dark soil, red tomatoes, green grass and blue skies.
Things have to get better then this.