I (heart) Spring!

It has been feeling a little like Ground Hog's Day around here.

Get up. Get dressed. Walk dog. Go to work. Work. Work. Work. Stress. Work. Come home. Scrounge up something to eat. Watch tv. Read. Got to bed. Get up and do it again. And again.


Yesterday the routine broke.

The latte art worked!

I noticed that the sun was out when I left for work.

And it wasn't completely dark when I left work.




And then there were these. Primroses.
Waiting on my front porch.
And it feels like spring.
It feels like hope.

Thank you dear, dear friend for the gift of spring.
You are the most thoughtful person I know.
Thoughtful WITH follow through.
You rock!

(I took the snowman off my car antenna.
Replaced it with a sun.)

I made a new playlist for the car. Keep hitting the repeat on this one by Sara Groves:

(and if you click here you can hear it for yourself...my gift for you...well shoot. It's just posting as a sample. You might have to buy the whole song. It's worth it.)

Sara Groves

It Might Be Hope

You do your work the best that you can
you put one foot in front of the other
life comes in waves and makes *its* demands
you hold on as well as *you're* able

You've been here for a long long time

Hope has a way of turning *its* face to you
just when you least expect it
you walk in a room
you look out a window
and something there leaves you breathless
you say to yourself
it's been a while since I felt this
but it feels like it might be hope

It's hard to recall what blew out the flame
it's been dark since you can remember
you talk it all through to find it a name
as days go on by without number

You've been here for a long long time

Hope has a way of turning *its* face to you
just when you least expect it
you walk in a room
you look out a window
and something there leaves you breathless
you say to yourself
it's been a while since I felt this
but it feels like it might be hope