My World Tuesday: It Seems Like it Goes on Like This Forever
I've been living like a hothouse flower since the big snows wound up in mountainous heaps on the side of the roads. Visibility is down to nothing, and there's no place to jump out of the way when the speed demons come along, so I haven't been out for a walk in ages. Besides, before Christmas I ripped a whole in my right shin when I miscalculated the slipperiness of the road and fell against the curb, so I'm shy about taking chances.
Still, this being-inside-and-working-out-on-the-elliptical-and-lacking-of-Vitamin-D thing is getting to me. So I decided if I'm going to be a hothouse creation, I'm not doing it alone. I bought home a few hyacinths from the market on Sunday. That was spring brought to the table.
Later that day, I moved on to summer with a warm lavender bath and some lavender water--and capped off the whole experience with a 5-pound, very thick, very cozy sweater. Because it's a cold day in February. There will be no buying my way out of that simple fact.
P.S. The good news: I awoke to the sound of a (possibly very confused) bird singing in the tree outside my bedroom window.
My World Tuesday