Wednesday, February 09, 2011

The Hopes of Spring

This morning I looked at the thermometer outside the kitchen window and couldn't quite decide whether it was 13 or 14 degrees.  It didn't really matter, though.  They were equally unwelcome.

And then, adding insult to injury, the radio began playing Lara's Theme from Dr. Zhivago, and I felt transported into that sleigh, into that icy cottage.  Brrrrr . . . .

Somewhere, my love, there will be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the hopes of Spring


I turned from the window and my eyes fell upon a vase of gorgeous pink tulips, a birthday gift nearly a week ago from a dear friend.

Thank you, Dottie, for uncovering the hopes of spring . . . .




1 comment:

altar ego said...

I adore tulips! They are a wonderful harbinger of what is to come.