March 18, 2012

Slow Spring Sunday

Spring is so slow to come to Montana. It's almost painful, the waiting. Yesterday it actually snowed for a short spell, leaving the Robins in a complete panic. They perched on the fence posts and stood in the middle of the paved road in confused groups as if they were all discussing what they should do or who's lame idea it was to come North so soon.

Today was rainy and chilly so we spent the day doing quiet things. I worked on the blanket I've been crocheting and heated some leftover homemade veggie soup for our lunch.

The rain is feeding the roots of my Spring bulbs and they're slowly stretching and pushing up through the soil. It's just a tiny start to the new season, but it's enough to lift our spirits and remind us that there's more to come.

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