I like to think of March as the Friday of the seasons.
All the mundane grey of winter is nearly over and everyone is looking forward to the weekend…er…spring and summer. Yesterday I smiled as I checked on the progress of my daffodils and tulips that were pushing themselves up through the earth. I had a nice chat with the happy faces of the primrose blossoms that come back to visit me every single year. In spite of my brown thumb.
This morning I glanced outside my window and was baffled that the towering evergreens that always greet me were dusted in white.
It’s not a lot of snow. At least not yet. It’s still snowing out there though.
Maybe this March is actually a Wednesday. I take that back. We have to be at least more than halfway through this season. After all, Spring is officially starting in thirteen days. Or so they say.
My Christmas Cactus has been telling me a different story.
She’s in full bloom right now. I was just so delighted with the beautiful gift of blooms she gave me, that I wasn’t paying attention to the message she was sending me.
The holiday season is long past. (Well, unless you pretend to be Irish and are looking forward to the silliness that happens a little later this month!) Yet the weather, and my cactus don’t seem to know that. Who am I to argue with a Christmas Cactus?
Apparently, the winter is here to stay for a few more days.
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