Just a few weeks ago I was content with the season, happy for the cozy wintertime and quiet.
Today has me yearning for hot days, drooping blossoms, long evenings outdoors.
Wheelbarrows on the shady side of the house.
Joyous country picnics and neighborly cookouts.
Sunset at the barn, hot and dusty.
For today I'm sipping hot tea, sorting seeds and working on my quilt top all the while dreaming about summer. Which of course will come soon enough.
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