Bringing Mae Flowers

I’m sitting on my porch for the first time in months.

The weather is unseasonably warm for February. Instead of snow, the gray clouds threaten rain. Perhaps I should be worried about this sign of climate change, but the moment, I am relieved by this short break from winter. After 2 weeks of continual bad news, a chance to breathe in the fresh air without gasping from the cold is a much needed blessing.

It’s as if the weather itself is telling me not to give up hope- for spring will come.