Robins have returned ...tom turkeys are trotting and dancing for their mates
|Gobble-gobble. Look what I spied yesterday out my back door.|
... rhubarb is emerging and it's nice to have more sunlight each evening.
Living in the North Woods our winters scrub the landscape turning annuals into mushy pulp, lawn into straw colored mat, puddles and mud holes galore .. and the sight of a dwindling woodpile all are reminders that the seasons march on.
We've had six family birthdays in six weeks time. Being a generational family, all living in close proximity to each other, hubby and I treat the entire family to a night eating out to celebrate all the birthdays at once each year .. it's a tradition. Our youngest son turned eighteen last week. This week our grandsons have birthdays two days apart.
|Nathan's birthday 'cake' .. his choice.|
Living in a four seasons area really makes the approaching seasons longed for ... like experiencing a rainbow (spring), sailing on the high seas (summer),
and sitting by the fire with hot cocoa (winter) each distinct and anticipated.
How are you embracing the changing of the guard? Or are your seasons not distinct?