Craving COLOR!!!!!!!

Winter doldrums....they're here! They are a MOST UNWELCOME visitor!

Now, I keep too busy for them to bother me much, but I can tell you that I would rather the snow was covering the ground this time of year for the brightness. I can accept cold. I can accept forced air heat for months at a time. I can take it when there's no sunshine for weeks...but give me snow!

And for those of you who live in states blessed with perpetual sunshine...well, you may not know what I'm talkin' about here...but those of us in the upper midwest and the midwest, this time of year can be trying. Especially when the snow melts.

You see, this weekend, we had our "January thaw" and oh, my. The snow's gone, and so is the brightness in our world. We now have dead grass and muddddd....

(And with two dogs of our own and two puppies of my son's...oh yuck!!!!)

So...I took off on a journey in my photo files and thought I would pull out some color to brighten our world today....I hope this helps some of us who are looking out our windows at rain, dead beaten down grass, mud, and piles of dirty snow! The sunshine in some of these pictures is most welcome and you can just tell it's spring in this particular one!

Won't be too long now and we can see this happening in our world again, hyacinths pushing their way up through the warming dirt, reaching to the sunshine!

Oh, excuse me, just a minute, I think I have to go find a hankie....sheets hanging on the line? I think I'm going to cry now.

June berries. Sigh.

It

will

be six months

before you see this in your back yards...(swallow that lump in your throat).

We CAN do this. We CAN go through the rest of January, February, March and April.

We can.




We can?

And, please hold on....for blue skies, freshly cut grass, and puffy, puffy clouds. Don't cry.

Thunderstorms and quenched, happy smelling earth, flowers almost vibrating with happiness after a good rainstorm....you can do it, you will make it. We WILL.

Lushness, greenness...oh.
(Hi, Junebug!)

You can wait to rock on the porch, and listen to the crickets and watch butterflies.

And it's only about seven months until it's time for the county fair....

And the smell of dewey grass on a warm summer night with the moon shining sweetly over your head. Only seven. Long. Months.

Until it's time for all things breezy like the flag flappin' crisply in the wind.
And for the simple, like flip flops and shorts, grilled meals and picnics.

And car shows.

Walking hand in hand just looking and dreaming....

But for now, I'll have to take what I can get from inside.

Yes, these days, I'll take it anywhere I can get it...COLOR!