On a Cold Winter Day

It is always hard to wait for Springtime. Especially after Christmas is over and the decorations are taken down and it is a cold winter day.
The house is getting smaller, and window shopping isn't quite so fun any more.
Oh, there are the stores and their new colors for spring that bring a smile to your face.
Because... They are wishing for Spring too. It is the time that you bring out the seed catalogs and plan your strategy for the green house and the garden beds, and there are the flower beds. The wonderful smell of earth in your hands... and the night time aches from bending and leaning.
Now is the time to learn that song that you have been listening on the radio. Making it just a little different so that you can call it your own.... and you can actually hit the notes.
The news seems so sad. There is no hustle and bustle. More of everyone hunkering down.
Time to count the empty fruit jars. and clean the closets, getting a start on the "Spring" cleaning.
Looking out the window and looking for the smallest patch of blue, through the dark clouds. and celebrating every stream of sun that comes through the windows.
A time for baking. A time to try that new recipe in the homemaking magazines. A time to watch that sewing show.... and "not another project" but you do it... because why?
It is a cold winter day.