It’s been a pretty good winter as far as seasons go. But I think most would agree, we’ve had enough and it’s time for our beautiful spring. It never fails, about this same time every year I have a reoccurring dream. To be honest, it’s become a well-received annual event. Actually, it’s a memory so old it resides in that part of the brain where dreams are stored. It seems to visit only during this time of year when winter hinges on the cusp of spring. The gap when we first begin taking in a rich mix of sights and sounds, even though the calendar may say otherwise.
Dreaming of Spring
Dreaming of Spring
Dreaming of Spring
It’s been a pretty good winter as far as seasons go. But I think most would agree, we’ve had enough and it’s time for our beautiful spring. It never fails, about this same time every year I have a reoccurring dream. To be honest, it’s become a well-received annual event. Actually, it’s a memory so old it resides in that part of the brain where dreams are stored. It seems to visit only during this time of year when winter hinges on the cusp of spring. The gap when we first begin taking in a rich mix of sights and sounds, even though the calendar may say otherwise.