Winter

Winter was strange this year. No ice storms,no snow- what is winter without ice or snow? I kept waiting for the cuddle down days where you sit by the fire with hot tea and your favorite book.... just watching the flurries of snow freeze the unfeeling world into one big ice pack. It did not happen. Now my focus has changed- I'm over the cold and on to sunny thoughts. I no longer wait for snow since my attention has been grabbed by the song of the little bird that sits on my deck and chirps its spring song. As I look out the window it is still winter-- but a grey day, with no promise of personality or purpose- just grey. not even really cold. I wonder... what makes the Blue Bird look for spring? Is it the warm days we had last week or is it the "hope" inside the little birds heart that 'sunny days will come again'? I would love to capture the creatures way of just looking ahead to the sunny days... Grey days have their place, but I'm in the mood for sun. The long Grey Winter with its cold unfeeling breath has left me pale and wanting. I  feel the insatiable need for warmth and all the beauty of spring to cheer my melancholy heart. I need to soar into the blue with a warm spring breeze. I need to see life and color burst around me with the art that only God creates as He paints the world after the drab period of winter. My body aches for time in the sun- my mind reflects on the "feeling" of summer. For with the weather change will come a change in all of us. We emerge from our state of hibernation with intent to 'live a little'. We BBQ, we bike ride;  we swim; we sit and soak in the rays- all the while feeling just a little lighter of heart-- yes, it's time for some sunny days and I will watch and wait them anxiously!