To carry on.
That's what we do~
It's the end of March.
Around here, it didn't come in roaring like it does some years.
It kinda came in the back door
then surprised us with mid-month snow.
So what do we usually do in March?
Well, in our house, we plan and we plant.
The weather is still a bit fickle
so we dance with it.
Inside, outside, inside, 2, 3, 4.
Outside, inside, outside, 6, 7, 8.
The birds and the breeze provide us with music
as we move about.
My summer kitchen has served as a sorting area
for the oddball things left to go through after moving.
Still amazed by how much we collect over the years
and how long it takes to go through it all.
Item by item, it's all being dealt with.
In the interim though, it appears a bit disheveled.
It doesn't help that during the coldest months,
I let things be as they happened
so I could get back in where it was warm.
Oh what will I ever do with me?
I've begun straightening here and there as I have a few minutes.
It is getting better, but I still have a ways to go.
I got the last of the lavender cleaned which was a task,
a lovely scented task, but a task nonetheless.
I've finally been hanging laundry back out here
rather then the clothes trees in the house.
That helps the house to seem cleaner.
I know that sounds odd,
but racks of drying clothes appear as clutter in a small home.
It's that time of year when not only can we hang our laundry out to dry,
but we can open our windows and doors
here and there even for a few minutes.
That fresh air is as good for our soul as it is for our system.
It's important that we find our center.
That's a dancing term for our springtime dance we are doing.
I think a good portion of my fine readers have faith.
It's remarkable that in the mignst of chaos,
we can hold our centers,
keep our homes,
comfort our kin,
and carry on.
Faith is the opposite of fear.
So it's reasonable that if we have faith,
we are without fear.
We all have fear, you say?
Perhaps, just perhaps, those are the areas
in which we need to find our faith.
It sure is a relief to know that we have the most powerful weapon
for combating those fears.
So we can continue to do as we do
and dance as we do with Mother Nature
while the weather if fickle.
The birds and the breeze still sing.
Let's plan and plant, shall we?
2, 3, 4.
6, 7, 8.