“Spring drew on…and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.”
~Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Facebook memories have a way of making you feel happy and sad all in one moment…like a welcome, kick in the gut.
Take this photo memory from the other day:
Two years ago, we found out we were having a girl, our Ellinor. Now our baby is 18 months old, climbing on tables and foraging for snacks.
In these Facebook memories, I’m reminded how quickly time passes and also how we once lived in a place where a sun kissed glow and smooth tanned skin were a year round thing.
Presently, we are all translucent.
Despite our pastiness, I am grateful for temps in the 50 degree range. I am back to multiple walks a day and the kids are spending all day after school playing outside.
Spring is here, which is evident in the tulips, sprouting from the once frozen soil.
Unlike last year, we won’t be starting our vegetable garden from seeds. We have plans to renovate the backyard and a month long trip to Minnesota, which hampers some of our planting. At a minimum, we will plant seedlings of tomatoes, squash, kale (I love kale…hate away haters), cucumber, peas and continue to nurse our rhubarb plant and raspberry bushes.
I have summertime goals, that is if I can keep Honey from digging up the grass, garden and plants.