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We rarely get snow in my part of WA. We have had two days of snow this week. How in the world does that happen? It's supposed to be the beginning of Spring. My poor flowers are confused. They started to come out of their deep slumber, only to freeze mid bloom. The cherry tree went from a soft petal pink to a more burgundy color.
I'm confused!
This saying must mean that March starts out chilly and starts to warm up. I sure hope that is right because I am tired of freezing when I leave the comfort of my warm home.
Today was a day to make some warm mulled cider. Penzeys Spices is a store in Seattle. It is exactly what the title entails. A store full of every spice you can imagine. It's a feast for the senses. The last trip my mom and I made was the end of February and I picked up some mulled cider spices. My house smells like Autumn right now. I feel like I should be bobbing for apples with fall leaves decorating my yard. There is a mixtures of slow cooked apples, cloves, and nutmeg in the air. My taste buds are flooded with each distinct taste. I can't help but close my eyes and savor every mouthful. Once my taste buds are tickled, I enjoy the warm fluid traveling to my tummy. My chilly fingers are quickly warmed from the inside out. It is a great feeling.
Now I want to close my eyes and dream of warmer weather. I guess that my wish will have to wait. Papers are waiting to be graded and report cards are unfortunately calling my name. Spring...please get here!
I think all the rest of us have spring but you, Elizabeth, & it's too soon! We are way too early to be having days in the 70's. Very strange weather that's just topsy-turvy. Good luck with the report cards.
ReplyDeleteSoon, soon! Spring will come, really. It's been strange here, too. Very foggy tonight. Can't see Jupiter and Venus. No snow, but tons in northern Maine. Keep hovering over the cider!
ReplyDeleteThe good thing is that Spring may be late but she always comes. I read your hockey-lockdown-spring posts. The days can be so different and you never know what takes a center tomorrow. If we take the fact that you have to write report cards and don't like the weather out, you had a very pleasant time with warm cider.
ReplyDeleteMy senses sure enjoyed your sips of cider. Waiting for spring is the hardest season to wait for as far as seasons go. We have slipped from winter to summer here in Indiana--so strange. When will the other shoe drop and land us with a snow storm??? I hope not for the sake of all the blooming flowers. Too bad we can't trade a few degrees here and there!
ReplyDeleteI love the description of the spice store and the cider on a cold, confusing day. It is too warm here - I keep wanting to push the flowers back down and say "Wait!"
ReplyDeleteLike Linda, we are having too-spring weather...so last night I made fresh lemonade. It made everything seem a little more "right." :) Like you with your apple cider, I'm trying to "embrace" the odd weather.
ReplyDeleteI can't help but wonder, if you make fresh lemonade will spring seem closer? ;)
Ruth
Oh. I envy you. Oh.
ReplyDeleteI love the 'picture' of you enjoying your cider... Great slice
ReplyDeleteYou make me want to come for a sip of your cider!
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