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So here it is, April 1st. I see photos on many of my friends' blogs of beautiful hyacinths and daffodils. We have a few leaves struggling up through the soil here. It is a dreary, rainy day, though it will reach *almost* 60 degrees. I know that spring arrives in Indiana later than in the south. I know that sunny days will come, when I can take a "wildflower walk" in the woods, seeing week-by-week the different wildflowers. I know I will see 65, then 70 degrees, as well, with a warm fragrant breeze. I just want it NOW. But then, I also want Lily (now 11 days overdue) to have her baby. But not as much as *she* wants her baby. So I'll stop complaining. Because "one of these days," it won't matter how many days late my new grandbaby arrives. Right now there is a "boy" quilt and a "girl" quilt waiting by the door, with my camera and extra batteries, waiting for the call. Soon, one of the quilts will be wrapped around the new little one. And the photo card will be full, waiting to be uploaded to the computer. And "one of these days," I'll be wishing that spring was traveling a little more slowly through these parts. Mourning the passing of the spring beauties and Dutchman's Breeches for another year. Okay. I'm all right now. Thanks for letting me vent. |
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