Seasons
There are a few blush colored blossoms on my Tulip Poplar in the front yard and a flush of scarlet azaleas are peeking through my front window. It is rather bizarre considering it is January, but this has been a strange winter in the South. My confused blooms are at risk if a frost or snow blusters through, as it is known to do in mid-February and it will make for a much less spectacular Spring. At least my tulips and daffodils are holding back a bit, so there’s hope.
Let me set the record straight before I begin. I love the whole season from the first breezy, blue day that Fall arrives until Christmas Day. At least I love the idea of what I want those days to be. But something strange happens and time seems to speed up towards the end of the year. I have a calendar and know what to expect, but I was caught by surprise the other day when I walked into a winter wonderland of holiday cheer..the first week in October. Ho, ho, noooo!
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