Though we still have our feet firmly planted in winter, we are noticing the earliest signs of spring- daffodils! Just barely coming out of the ground, but look closely and they are there.
The last stretch of winter is always the hardest for me. I want it to be a time I enjoy instead of a time to just get through, so I am trying to fill it with good things. Knitting, baking, playing with the boys. The good makings of inner life before our time and attention is turned to the outdoors again.
Spring will be here soon after all. The daffodils tell me so.