When I was growing up I could remember my grandmother's referring to the cold snaps in the Spring as certain winters. Like Redbud, Dogwood, Blackberry and on and on.
I do know that for the third time I have gone to the storage room to retrieve a warm sweater and my flannel gown.
In a way it is kind of nice. I am well aware how hard I worked on these early Spring days. As it warms up the end of the week I will once again be outside and almost overdoing. Still trying to learn to pace myself.
Early this morning Yoga, light breakfast with coffee. I seldom drink coffee but for some reason this cool
morning called for it I can remember through the years at my parents home it was the first scent I smelled when waking up in the morning. Even now though I do not drink it often - I love the smell.
Chili is going to be made today. Probably the last time until next Fall. Seemed this is what I should prepare today.
I went to church yesterday and also attended a class that I went to for many years.
Just 5 ladies and it seemed to me that time had stood still. They looked the same, talked the same - I wondered if they viewed me in that way? I think of myself as being such a different person then when I met with them weekly those years in the past.
Yesterday was just the way it was suppose to be.
I want everyday to be that way.