I was more than a little bit frustrated when I saw the snow on the ground this morning. So much so, that I couldn't even coax myself out of bed to go and exercise. I laid there with my arms crossed "when will this winter end" (I know, not til' March 21, but you know what I mean). When I drove out of my garage I tried to tell myself how pretty it looked outside with the fresh snow balancing tenuously on the tree branches, but under my breath I was growling. It wasn't only me. I looked at folks in their cars bundled up and going 2 miles an hour on the beltline all with long, growling faces. I almost fell on my backside a couple times walking across the parking lot, growling and trying to smile at one of my favorite receptionists as I entered the building. I really didn't want to see anyone, so I sat at my desk eating oatmeal listening to the radio announcer say "the snow certainly wasn't expected and the snowplows didn't salt the roads this morning, watch it out there it is slippery." No Kidding! I growled to myself.
But just like the sun will shine so to the snow will melt. I must have been grinning like the Grinch (you know when his heart grew in size and this big smile comes across his face and then a twinkle comes to his eye) when I noticed all that snow I was growling about this morning was gone...just like that, gone.
I had a spring in my step the rest of the afternoon, so much so, that I decided to make something dedicated to my first real experience of "spring is really coming" This is a plate I found. I added some darling detail and made it a wall hanging. Kinda makes you want to smile, doesn't it?