Tuesday, March 3, 2009
You can't trick me. I know that you are out there pretending to be all nice and sunny just to taunt me. I know you are giving me a slight breeze with little or no chance of rain just to mess with my little head. I know that you are sucking me into your lies. "Spring is approaching" you say, but I know from past experience that it is still far away.
I can't say that I don't want to believe that the time has come to start planting my garden, cleaning my house, and visiting the canyon. But I should wait. I've seen you do this to me before. Get me all excited, then when I least expect it I will be knee high in snow. All my hopes dashed.
So no, capricious weather, I will not succumb to your sunny rays and happy spring smells. I will wait until I know that no storm clouds will persist.
So, even though I bought some seeds, organized my closet, and stopped writing my thesis for a time...you haven't tricked me. Yet.
Waiting for Spring