Friday, February 3, 2012
There's another thing I remember about last year. That glorious Sunday was so beautiful and it felt undeniable that we had made it through winter. But doesn't it seem that any time something is undeniable it gets denied? My favorite "old man joke" - my wife's term- goes like this: "What's the best way to make God laugh? Make a plan." We Scotch-drinking fools might as well have been drinking that day's Kool-Aid because we all believed we were headed straight for summer.
I don't remember feeling warm again until June.
So I'm trying not to get ahead of myself this year. I'm trying to hold back and remember that it's barely even February and technically winter is still here. But when I come home to something like this:
it becomes pretty hard to deny that spring is here; at least in some fashion.
And if it's not? If these daffodils are just nature's version of Fool's Gold, then so be it. At least it has made this balmy winter's day a little more colorful.