No sense in grouching at grey, cold skies; complaining about bare trees; or cursing the frigid air as I roll out of my cushy, snug bed.
Nope, I've made up my mind. I'm going to embrace what's left of this winter and love it.
And wouldn't you know, all of my world has conspired against me to rob me of this contentment! From my mailbox to the shelves of retailers to the very ground beneath my feet, I've been wheedled, cajoled, and manipulated into laying aside every last shred of contentment and falling headlong back into the arms of some serious spring longings.
Look at what has come across my path in the last week!
Are these not just THE cutest spring earrings you've seen in your life???
Yes, these are right outside my front door . . . every day bursting a little further up . . . mocking my attempts at sober winter acceptance.
Oh, my. If you can resist the adorable jug of narcissi, you're going to find yourself totally ensnared by that luscious strawberry pavlova. Wonder if I could challenge myself into attempting that recipe??!!
Sweet roses from a sweet friend. Now, if this doesn't make you want to get on your knees and bury your head in your mother's summer rose bushes, nothing will . . . thorns notwithstanding!
Even flowers showing up on my fun E-Zine from Teresa McFayden. (Of course I'm right on schedule in completing my sampler; why do you ask? Okay . . . I've stitched the first letter in the word "Bloom." ::sigh::)
Flowers even showing up on Youngest Daughter's new headband. Temptation.
But never fear . . . I will conquer.
Snow and rain forecasted for today.
Now, where are my flannel pajamas . . . hot tea . . . afghan? (Wait a minute . . . I don't even own flannel pajamas!)