We, like a lot of the country, were buried in six feet of snow for over two weeks this month. This is not an exaggeration. It was charming and idyllic at first with the fat snowflakes piling up outside our door, soup simmering on the stove and card games and movies galore. After about day four or five of being cooped up inside tempers began to flare, toys and books and games and movies lost their luster and we all began to get cabin fever.
Fortunately for our family we live in a part of the country where the weather never ceases to surprise us, so today we have the windows open and are wearing short sleeves while the sun shines at a balmy 70 degrees. Not a drop of snow is on the ground and this warm weather makes me sit with my chin in my hands gazing out the window dreaming of spring. I thought you might want to join me in my daydreaming today and gaze out the window in anticipation of spring...
I long for open windows...
...backyard barbecues...
...the fourth of July...
...cold lemonade in the sunshine...
....swinging on the porch swing with my bare feet just barely brushing the wooden floor boards...
...picnics on quilts...
...Spring Cleaning...
...hamburgers on the grill, just the smell sets my heart going pitter pat...
...new life...
...dreaming under leafy bowers...
...root beer on ice...
...cherry pies cooling in the window...
...homegrown tomatoes...
...vegetable gardens...
...sheets hanging on the line...
...fragrant blossoms...
...tea parties...
..little girls in sundresses...
Sigh...a girl can dream...
Thanks for the indulgence.
~Amber
Photos Courtesy of Country Living
