Saturday, March 9, 2013
Today is supposed to reach 50˚F and tomorrow 60˚F, so even the remaining snow daubs will soon be gone. And with any luck, we'll have seen our final ground-covering snowfall of this version of winter. Which suits me fine and dandy. I'm ready for spring. It's my favorite of all the seasons.
I love the energy—the message!—of spring: reawakening, renewal, resurrection. Spring speaks of life and hope, dreams and faith. Spring rekindles the fire in my mind and body and soul. The shot (above) of yesterday's strong afternoon sunlight pouring through a clump of yellow crocus on the hill, their petals glowing like stained glass—while not much of an image composition-wise—did capture for me the spirit of that coming spring. In both photo and spring itself, there's always vernal magic abounding—which is something I will welcome with open arms.
It has, frankly, been one of those weeks. Myladylove has been semi-down with some viral bug. Dizzyness, aching, low-grade temperature. She needed bed rest, sleep, care. But sheer bullheadedness saw her dragging herself off to work every day, in spite of how awful she looked and felt. Mind you, I understand this attitude, being of a similar obstinate nature…though it doesn't make such foolish and self-harming stubbornness any easier to watch. She kept herself "pumped up" on the job via antibiotics and pain relievers, but would practically collapse when she got home. I did all I could.
On top of this there have been doctor's appointments for her, various business meetings for me, columns to write, emails, and the usual mundane essentials such as grocery shopping, washing, cooking, keeping the woodstove going, taking Moon-the-Dog out for brief rambles, and prescription pick-ups just in case there was a miracle drug which would either alleviate Myladylove's symptoms, or temporarily suppress her mule-headedness and allow me to persuade her to stay home a day or two and get some much-needed recuperative rest.
On top of all this, I'm scheduled to have a colonoscopy Tuesday (oh boy!) so I've been trying to get a bit ahead on the things I usually do early in the week, plugging frenetically onward. So yeah, I can definitely use that dose of vernal magic.