According to my calculations it is 48 days until spring. The jonquils in my front flower bed are up about two inches. We have cold weather in the forecast for next weekend but a fairly warm week prior to the onslaught. It is the time of year I hunker down and wait it out.
I’m a gardener. I love to watch plants rising from the soil for renewed life. Every year plant life comes back and with it comes my love of nature. Spring is a magical time of year.
However, spring in Oklahoma can be dicey. But still, I look forward to it. We had two small tornadoes in the northeast corner of the state yesterday – in January – hummmm. Well, bring it on. I’ve learned how to deal with them having lived here most of my life. Be prepared and stay calm. Try not to end up like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. But she did have a magical experience.
I’ve been flipping back and forth with the start of two new novels – one is another Sandhill Island story and the second one is set on a Greek Island involving a modern-day Cupid story. I can’t decide which one to work on. What do you think? Sandhill Island or Greek island.
I’m also working with my cousins on a family memoir/recipe book for us. It has involved trips down memory lane, and it is strange to see how others viewed the same experience. I’ve loved working on this.
I got out and walked the dog in the Oklahoma wind yesterday and loved it even though it almost blew me back home. I think I’ll do that again today. Short walks are good for us this time of year getting us ready for the longer ones when it warms up. The dog’s arthritis is kicking up in the cold weather and moving those joints is good for her as well as me.
So, 48 more days until warmer weather. Plenty of time to decide which novel is next and finish up the recipe book. And then there will be gardening and walks. Life goes on. Life is good.
What are you reading this week?