The forecast was three days of rain starting Friday. Unless you live in a severe drought area that forecast brings with it a gloomy outlook anytime, but for a weekend in March in my area of the country (southeastern Pennsylvania) it means lost opportunities. The limbs from a winter of unusually high winds litter the lawn waiting to snap the lawnmower blade first time out. Dead leaves hide the perennials attempting to peep through in our flower beds and herb garden. If the flowers and herbs are peeping through, the weeds can’t be far behind.
Each year this time becomes a race with nature. Cold chilly days bring more weeds and less time to prepare for summer planting. Warm sunny days always seem to come when I have other plans––an important meeting, a family birthday, bills to pay.
But this morning’s sunrise brought a glaring example of meteorological fallibility––literally. Sunshine brightened my greening lawn. Friday’s clouds drifted off into the distance. Only a slight breeze swayed the branches of the budding trees.
An unexpected sunny day. A day when I have nowhere else to be; nothing pressing to do.
What a true gift.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
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Weather is fickle and when it smiles on you, it can make especially nice days. Hope you get many more...soon.
Nice! Yes, I have sun, too, today...lovely.
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