What a Difference a Week Makes

This week has felt much like spring in our neighborhood. Some of my daffodils are popping up, the primrose are beginning to peek through the leaves on the ground, as are the violets. It is still February, and our daffodils never bloom till April, so I fear for them. I fear Old Man Winter will find us again, as he did briefly a week ago

when I woke with the sun and discovered a small layer of white outside my windows. There was not a lot of it, just enough to make the world sparkle in the early morning hours.

I don’t see the sunrise very often anymore. The sun wakens before I do, before the Shasta girl tells me it’s time to get up and provide breakfast for all my furry girls. The sun also lingers till dinnertime these days, adding to the feeling of spring in the air. Encouraging that urge to get out and dig in the dirt, to linger a bit at the displays of pansies and primrose in front of the stores.

Yet I know it is too early to add things to the gardens. I know the soil is too wet to disturb it, because while we have not had much snow this year (it’s all east of the Rockies I think) we have had rain. Not as much as we need, but more than is normal for this time of year. This time of year, when all of the other years we’ve been here I have been moaning for sunshine, for warmth, for something besides a white surface on the ground.

This year, some of the spring and summer birds are already visiting the tree outside my morning window. This year, when I have heard the song of the Redwing Blackbirds in the forests around us, although I have not yet seen any of them. This year, when a pair of Lesser Goldfinch have visited my tree, their splash of yellow welcome against the prevailing browns of my surroundings and gray of the skies.

This year, when life is offering a greater sense of peace, and I have been dealing with the aloneness by keeping busy, by imprinting myself on my home, by enjoying my time with my friends, by planning our cruise with the Artistic One and appreciating the generosity of the Gracious One and her husband who will be caring for my furry girls in my absence, and who are as happy that we are taking this trip as we are. This year, when I know husband, the man I loved and married, is with me, in his best way, and I know he is at peace. Finally, at peace.

And this year, when each day seems to welcome another follower to my humble abode, this blog world of mine. You are all so welcome, and even though I do not send you a message of welcome when you join me, I appreciate each and every one of you. I hope that I continue to hold your interest.

We are now less than a week away from our departure, to when our adventure will begin. The suitcases are out of the closet and ready to be filled and I think I am prepared. I know I am excited!

My life has enough and I hope your lives have enough.

About Carol

I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 1 dog, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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15 Responses to What a Difference a Week Makes

  1. As usual, you have a great eye for photos. I am sure by the time you return from your cruise, spring will really be in the air. Enjoy your trip and taking many, many more photos!


  2. Can hardly wait to see what photos you bring back from vacation! And the stories! I could read your blog over and over, it sparks sharp, distinct thoughts and pictures in my mind – aided by the ones that accompany your posts. Definitely a favorite of mine.


  3. Heather says:

    Thank you for sharing a remind that spring will come. I hope it doesn’t come too early for you. We had that a couple years back when it was 80-degrees for about a week in early March. All the cherries blossomed and then froze 😦 Alas, I am stuck wishing for anything except white to grace the grounds here. Don’t think it’s going to happen till the end of next month.
    Looking forward to the warm stories from your cruise, and glad of the company you’re taking both physical and spiritual.


  4. I’m glad to hear you’re ready for the next season, the next adventure that life has to offer. I’m really excited for you! Bon Voyage! 🙂


  5. Trisha says:

    Great photos! I’m seeing and hearing many of the same signs of spring and they are so very welcome. I’d forgotten how nice spring can be. Enjoy your cruise! I look forward to reading posts about it.


  6. LG says:

    I was returning from my parents’ house to my own this morning and was struck by how beautiful the weather is today – crisp, comfortably warm, and bright. Very bright. Definitely, not one to sit indoors. Sending some of our spring to you.


  7. lisa says:

    Spring will be waiting in the wings a bit longer here. Yet another winter storm is headed out way for the weekend. I suppose this winter will make springtime that much sweeter this year. I will be living vicariously through your cruise….so please….take LOTS of photos!! 🙂 xoxo


    • Carol says:

      Taking lots of pictures is an easy promise to make, Lisa. I’ll post as many as I can while on the cruise – dependent upon the cost of internet access, of course!

      Sent from my iPad



  8. Karma says:

    It sounds like you are in a good place Carol. I can feel the joy emanating from this blog post.


  9. Dawn says:

    Bet you can’t wait….and don’t worry about the dafodills…it snows and freezes the green on our newly arrived daffodils every single year and yet they bloom.


  10. jay53 says:

    I can’t wait to hear about your adventures on the cruise! I bet you will absolutely adore it!

    Don’t worry about the daffodils. They’re tough little things – about the worst that happens to them in deep snow is that the stems can break, but they survive! I think their sap must be made of antifreeze.


  11. Robin says:

    Your photos of never-ending winter are beautiful. The small signs of spring are definitely welcome. Life must be so very different now, without your husband. I hope your aloneness is not too lonely. It sounds like you are keeping busy with home, friends, and a full life. Your posts often feel like personal letters to us, who read your lovely words.


    • Carol says:

      Thank you Robin. My aloneness is fine, because I have choices. I have my friends and my furry girls. Husband says hello now and then and he is much happier now.

      Sent from my iPad



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