I’ve made this post before.
I will likely make it again about this time next year.
My blog roll and Instagram feeds are full of blooming Snowdrops, Iris ritculata, Crocuses, and Narcissus. There are people digging over and preparing their allotments. There are people actually gardening and I’m positively ripe with envy.
Damn those Brits and their temperate climate!!!
Aside from my obvious (and very tiresome) sling preventing me from doing the same, there is a heavy-duty winter storm barreling towards us with the promise of 6″+ of snow and whiteout conditions. Last night after dinner with friends the air temperature was -7F. Rich and I asked each other why we chose to live here. Aside from being close to family, we came up empty. We always do in the depths of January and February.
I suppose I should be more grateful for the blooms and green grass, the unfrozen ground and sunny greenhouses. They do brighten my mood and are a pleasant change from whatever other content is trickling into my feed. I just can’t help but be envious…