January and February are the hardest months of the year for me. Dark and cold. Depressing. March and April always save me. The way the garden greens and the flowers pop up and extra light brightens the days as the sun gets closer and the days get longer…surely everyone feels it to some degree. During the end of winter, I just hang on till spring gets here. It always lifts my spirits. This week, on Tuesday, I got outside and met spring face to face. It was wonderful.
We had a cat at every open window. They love spring, too.
~~Rhonda
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It’s like a weight lifted off my shoulders when spring comes.