“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want—oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! -Mark Twain
Hello. My name is Michelle and I have spring fever. Oh, I have been suffering so. February has been a particularly brutal cold month. Full of snow and wind chills that make teeth chatter. How do I cope? I am not sure but it involves an awful lot of hot beverages and I am not sure I agree but my family says I complain a lot. I suppose this is how I cope.
I could easily say that spring is one of my favorite seasons (behind summer of course!). Even though I love the feeling of a warm summer night, rainy spring days when the earth is starting to wake up and everything is vibrantly colored is what I love most. As of right now, I’m buried under seven inches of snow. Yuck! I can’t wait until it’s warm and the wretched snow becomes nothing more than water puddles to jump in. Yes, I do still jump in puddles. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Before I ramble any further, I am stating as a disclaimer, that I may or may not have blogged about my hatred for winter a dozen times before.
I think we can all relate to the quote above. I cannot be the only one suffering from spring fever. Someone out there feels my pain. When you see those little buds peeking out on a tree or when you see the first patch of green grass, it signifies hope that a long hard winter is tucked away for another year. You are ready to see this, correct? Show of hands or in this case show of comments!
I want rainy days of spring because there is nothing like cuddling up with a good book at night while listening to the pitter pat of the raindrops hitting the roof. I want to watch the trees bloom and watch the flowers grow tall. I want to mow the lawn and plant my garden. I might not even complain about mowing, after all of this snow. I’ll take any type of grass. High, short, yellow, green, I just want to see that ground again! Are these “wants” too much to ask for? Wait, don’t answer that … you may say “stop complaining girl and move to Florida!”
The backroads are ready for me to explore and my trusty camera wants to be dusted off. You really won’t see too many winter pictures from me because I hardly ever travel down said backroads due to my fear of veering off into a ditch and having no cell service to call for help. The buggies fly right through the snow but my little car not so much. No driving aimlessly around like I do when the skies are blue and the roads are clear. I will stay indoors where the warmth is. Well, until it’s time to make a school run which requires me to leave my house.
Most of all, I’m excited for spring to roll around because that means we’re closer to summer. Warm summer nights by a fire, roasting marshmallows, and watching the fireflies flutter about. (Insert happy girl clapping her hands)
I am ready to visit my favorite farmers market and eat a nice big slice of watermelon. Fruit just doesn’t taste the same during the winter months, does it? The only part about the changing of the seasons is that my loyal heating blanket may not be of need anymore. Oh who am I kidding, I could never put it away….
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