I woke up yesterday and read Facebook & Twitter feeds about miraculous sunshine and warmth around the country for the first day of spring, then looked outside at our grey skies. I pulled on my rainboots, walked out to the chicken coop while skirting the muddiest parts of the yard, and stood in the steady rainfall while I watched them run out into the flowerbeds to forage. I wished for sun.
"Where is my miraculous sunshine?" I wondered as I walked around looking at the new growth of flowers and garlic and berry bushes that are peeking out as they wake from winter slumber. And then I remembered that here is not a place for sunshine in the early spring. This is a time of dampness and mud, of rainboots, of the pink pops of flowering trees against grey skies. It's a time of growth, fed by all that rain, that will result in abundance when the sun comes (which is not soon enough).
So I gathered some firewood and made a fire. Chai and french toast were our breakfast. We gathered by the fire and snuggled under quilts and read stories; we watched some Busytown and we crocheted on the afghan that does not want to be finished. One of us slept way in because she was up until the wee hours finishing her book the night before. We made cookies. We cozied up and welcomed spring. Here, spring comes on the rainclouds and seeps in slowly through longer days and green buds and blossoms. We have to be patient for a little while longer to bask in the sun.
(like until Friday, when sunshine is forecast for a couple of days. I think I can make it that long)




You could always visit your old city. It is sunny today.
Posted by: Heather | March 21, 2012 at 09:08 AM
Rub it in woman. Just rub it in.
Posted by: Sarah Jackson | March 21, 2012 at 09:18 AM
I love you, Sarah.
Posted by: Grace | March 21, 2012 at 10:47 AM
sounds pretty nice to me. sunshine and warmth are over rated ;-)
Posted by: beki | March 21, 2012 at 11:56 AM
we've had rain since Monday. so three days, which is a lot for us. I hate to complain about it (at least it's not snowing!) but I need some sun.
Posted by: Kelly | March 21, 2012 at 12:30 PM
You forgot to mention that you found 6 beers stashed away in one of the built-ins.
Posted by: Sarah's Adoring Husband | March 21, 2012 at 12:37 PM
This was like a peom to the North West! Here in the UK our Spring comes fast but can go and we tend to have heat followed by snow for a few confusing, and gem-riddled weeks, then we are off and it's daffodils and blossoms all the way. Thanks again for this lovely insight into your world.
Posted by: Jules | March 22, 2012 at 02:43 AM
I meant "poem". Good grief, sorry.
Posted by: Jules | March 22, 2012 at 02:44 AM
Such a beautiful post describing the coming of spring. We've had rain solid since Sunday night here in our neck of the woods, but the sun did manage to sneak her way out for a few hours late afternoon yesterday.
But now the storm clouds are rolling back in. Looks like a good day for the library. : )
Posted by: Katie | March 22, 2012 at 07:13 AM
We have SNOW today. Crazy.
Posted by: Sarah Jackson | March 22, 2012 at 07:14 AM
While I know we have more sunny days than you do, it can get pretty bleak in KC in the spring as well. And Tornadic! That's fun.
I like what you wrote here, Sarah. It all sounds good and cozy and in the right direction of things. And you have that awesome mossy moss everywhere.. and ferns. WE may have heat and sunshine, but you have something magical, too. xo
Posted by: miss chris | March 25, 2012 at 03:33 PM
aww thanks. We do have a heckuva lot of moss. Want some?
Posted by: Sarah Jackson | March 25, 2012 at 06:31 PM