i know just how lucky we are. spring thaw is upon us. and yet this is precisely the time of year that i get very impatient for warmer, drier weather.
so we're outside at least once a day, for as long as we can stand the rain. and we're inside the rest of the time, finding ways keep to anticipation at bay while we fight the stir crazy.
after all, spring means change. and change is constant. change is imminent. change is chomping at the bit, biding its time, quietly, faithfully - until the ringing shot throws us into the chaos of the unknown.
which means staying present is the name of the game. and rain dancing - outside and inside - is how we play.