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Consider this quote from Abe Lincoln
"America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves."
As the sun came up on Sunday morning I poked my head out from the covers to discover that it had actually warmed up and was beginning to turn into a nice day. What was this strange feeling I had I wondered aloud as I began roaming around the house, carefully picking my way across the sick children scattered about the living room floor as though there had been the a ferocious battle that morning leaving them to lie wounded while watching The Fairly Odd Parents on the television. Warmth, that is what it was. Warmth that I had long forgotten about on those cold wind whipped nights, along with the peaceful silence that comes when the furnace doesn’t have to run non stop to keep the house a balmy sixty-four degrees.
I began to get excited about all the glorious things I could do now that we have turned the corner on the warm weather. Mowing the yard came to mind, but looking out and noticing that the drifts were probably to high for the deck of the mower I looked on farther. Gardening! That’s it. I could go out and start to till the garden, setting out the little tomato plants letting them bask in the sunlight. But alas, snow covered the garden as well.
Maybe I could wash the car by hand? Great idea except the garden hose is frozen solid yet hanging on the hook in the washhouse. Might need to lay it in the sun for a couple of days to warm up. How about a nice game of horseshoes? That’s always a wonderful way to pass a warm sunny morning. Again, I looked out noticing the drifts that covered up the stakes. Maybe we aren’t quite there yet, but certainly it is time for the crocus and the hyacinth to start pressing their way skyward. But if they are, I’m sure that they’ll only get a wee bit about the ground before poking their heads back under the soil.
Yes, it’s starting to warm up, but in a way I guess that I felt the way the ground hog does. Coming out of his den after a long nap only to take a look around and seeing all the snow still on the ground deciding against venturing out too far in case his paws get frostbit. That is why I chose the only conclusion I could find. I joined the groundhog and crawled back in bed. Maybe I’ll just stay there till spring officially arrives.
See you next week…Remember, we’re all in this together.