Dear Fellow Journalers,
Here’s another post from Mary Beth. Enjoy!
~Sallie
When I was a youngster, I remember exclaiming “I can’t wait until I can walk in the rain!” To which my horrified mother responded “What????” Now to clarify, I remember that I had just seen the movie “Singing in the rain” and thought that Gene Kelly was the best dancer in the world. There were many rainy days to come in my life (literally and figuratively) after that day but when you are young and exuberant life is full of possibilities and a few mud puddles.
Mother Nature has arrived and our children are awaiting the warm days ahead. Casting seasonal allergies aside, we stepped out on a cool Saturday morning to explore the wooded landscape behind our home. We happened to live at the end of a cul-de-sack and had the advantage of the “woods”. We had bundled up the kids but as usual, hats were soon shed and “Mom, can you hold my gloves?” was the mantra for the moment.
Our sons were learning how to use magnifying glasses in science and began to check out the newly grown grass beneath our feet. The air was so clean and fresh that it reminded me of a long-ago day in college. I had just stepped out to get a breath of air and was standing by my dorm when I met my future husband.
The season of spring always signals new possibilities to me. I hope that I can always run to it with open hands and walk in the soothing rain drops of spring in New England. There will be days of new growth, spring crafts and the dreaded spring cleaning but for now, I’m setting down my pen and opening up the windows of my life to the newness and wonders of spring!
~~~Mary Beth, wife, Mom and lover of Springtime.
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