I stuck my tongue out at her as she departed.
Like I mentioned, we hunkered down and battled our way through the winter. It's all warm and cozy until Christmas is over and January greets our unsheltered prairies with a cold hand shake and a snarl on her wind whipped face. March came along and we all breathed a little, hoping to see some sunshine.
It was a trick ya'll.
March madness, St. Patty's Day, the first day of Spring-nothing could really lift our spirits. We were left desolate and bleak, much like our landscape. I think it snowed everyday since the first day of Spring, without a break for a splash of sunshine.
My Canadian spirit of happily embracing the cold and getting excited over curling and hockey was rapidly diminishing. We bring entertainment indoors in Winter, but I was ready to boot this party outside.
Oh yes, it's a gala inside the house in the winter. Us Albertans, we install swings inside the house!
|Who needs Disneyland? Take me to Oma Helga's!|
We sit by the window and watch the tractors. You question why we don't have TV? You thought it was because we lived in the boondocks?
|Tractor? Cows? Tractor? Moo?|
|If you need some western baby stuff, send me a message!|
We eat, we read, we get plumper-and we wait.
|I LOVED this last book. Go read it. I might have to do a post dedicated to this book.|
|Photos one, two and this last one were taken by good ol Jenny Keet. Picture taking extraordinaire and a girl with really nice feet.|
That's what Spring is all about anyway, isn't it? Being reminded of hope and remaining hopeful.
I hope Mother Nature remembers to be hopeful and whistles a little zip a dee doo da here in Alberta. I'm sure she'll do just fine as long as she's not hormonal like that young lioness...unless of course she's menopausal and is trying to battler her hot flashes with these cool temperatures. Sheesh!