It has taken me two days to get this picture on my BLOG but I finally did it, and Ralph wasn't even here. I am slow but I am learning to be persisrent.

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It's Getting Closer

Spring will come. It does every year. We finally have most of the snow gone and daffodils are poking about an inch out of the ground. A few year's ago, one Spring, we were asked in Relief Society to write down something we know for sure. When I was called on I said, "I know that no matter how long and cold the winter is, the daffodils will always come in the Spring." I forgot about it until the next Christmas when a lady in our ward brought over a copy of the quote, brautifully framed as if somebody important had said it.
I keep it where I can see it. Besides being a reminder of this lady's thoughtfulness, the reminder of a more eternal metaphor has gotten me through many discouraging moments.
Long winters make people do funny things. Last Saturday Ralph threw the last of the snow from the front yard into the street so we could see grass. Then he planted flowers in the flower beds. In one flower bed there are scores of daffodils poking through the ground.

I 'll Make It!

Yes,we still have ou yard covered with snow. In fact it snowed this morning. March is my least favorite month. I used to put a little note on my calendar to remind me that April would be better. I am realizing that the weather in Rexburg is not that diffeent than in the mountains. At least Ralph and I have gotten smart. For Valentne's Day the past couple of years he has given me a container of forced bulbs. Now I have Spring in my dining room and we can watch the flowers grow. This year I have Grape hyacinths, daffodils and tulips blooming with a giant, pink hyacinth growing in the middle. Between that and Emily Reil Kern's humorous post about the things kids say, I am smiling and I think I can make it to April.