I love this old photo, I'm quite sure that it was taken in March, mostly because I say so.March, and I can feel the sap rising and the sun is warm on my face, even thought today is in the single digits the sun gleams and as my Dad would say, "Cheer-up! Brighter days are coming!"
The prickly pear cactus is melting out of it's snowdrift, amazing that it will survive at all in this climate, even blooming most years.
The crystals that hang in the windows don't send out as many rainbows. Easily the best thing about winter was watching those rainbows dance across the walls caused by the low angle of the winter sun.
Even though winter is far from over, it is that first take that giddy knowledge, that one will soon be free of heavy clothing , snow shovel and ice scrapers.
And I like that.
