The last winter sunset!
I love winter, I do, but spring, spring holds a special place in my heart. There is a certain kind of magic this time of year as the world awakens around us, bringing with it so many gifts. The anticipation has been building in me for weeks now, and today we can finally celebrate.
For the last week, each night before bed, Reece and I have been reading The Story of The Root Children, as we await the arrival of spring. This morning, with much anticipation, Reece will awaken to a few little gifts from The Root Children, a tradition we started three years ago. After breakfast we will hit the woods, taking with us some bird seed to feed our feathered friends, and maybe a few chipmunks, if they have awakened from their winter nap. We will return home for lunch, and then spend the afternoon outside. The outdoor fire pit will be burning, and the wood stove in our cottage, known as the "sugar shack" this time of year, will be roaring gently as we boil down the first of our sap. Hands will reach into the soil, planting seeds, as well as hope, because this time of year is filled with hope. And magic. Yes, magic.
In the weeks to come, the final bit of snow will melt, sprouts will begin to pop up from the ground, the temperatures will warm up, the days will get longer, a meal or two might be enjoyed outside on the back deck, and the first wild foods from the forest floor will be collected. It is, without a doubt, a wonderful time of year.
Bring it on spring, I am so ready!
Thank you so very much for all of the birthday wishes yesterday, from comments on yesterday's post, to emails, and even a few cards. Big, big hugs to you, my blog friends, you make the world feel much smaller than it really is.