…to see the sun.

I know I really have nothing to complain about - I mean, I’ve lived in harsher climates (like Missouri - where we were snowed-in for 2 weeks with temps well below zero and Kentucky where I didn’t see the sun for 4 months!), and I realize I’m so acclimated to the Florida sun that if I go just days….not even weeks, but DAYS without seeing the sun, I begin to lose my mind.

I really should look into one of the lamps that people wear in Alaska…

I’ve been wishing for spring….for my songbirds to return.

In fact, a couple of days ago, I felt near tears over this weather…the bitter cold that I can’t seem to shake no matter what I do…and I was thinking about how I can’t wait to put seed in my bird feeder and watch the cardinals and bluebirds on my front porch - and plant bright and colorful flowers in my flower pots (which right now look like a cemetery….but I digress)…

Anyway, I was thinking of how I long to see the signs of spring, and we left to go pick up one child or the other from school - when I heard this horrible sound as I reached for the car door.  As I looked to the tree where the noise was coming from, I watched in horror as a huge hawk flew away with a tiny bluebird in its claws.

That’s how I feel about this winter…like it’s snatching away the beauty of this part of the world:  the sun, the flowers, the citrus, the birds…..

But, today the sun is shining at least, even though I’m still wearing gloves and a wool sweater and scarf INSIDE my house.

This cold is making me so weary, but THE SUN IS SHINING!

So, things are looking up, I guess.

Maybe it won’t be long until I have my wishes of songbirds and flowers in the pots on the front porch, and the harshness of winter will be just a memory.

Maybe….

At least I have things to hope for, and hope can warm the heart better than any wool scarf can any day.

So…

Peace.