Spring Mornings

The Spring mornings are quieter than those of Winter.  The time shift helps with that, and it's a help to me, morning person that I am.  I really enjoy a some time to myself to start the day.  I know that it helps that everyone is simply exhausted at the end of each day, in the best way.  Spring and Summer days are so full that it can be a challenge to choose what to do, when all the world is bursting with life.  I guess that is why our school routine is more flexible (or more easily led astray) this time of year.

We took a walk to see some tulips yesterday.  I've never been a big fan of them, but the children are absolutely enchanted.  One house has well over a hundred, maybe two hundred, and another has some so big they could hold several tulips in their blooms.  You can see the children's excitement spilling over to me.  Every step, it seemed, held new wonders yet before unseen.  Trees with hollow places, fairy houses, blooming dogwoods, a light green coming over the land.  I can see tulip bulbs being added to our Autumn plans.

It's been hot this week--upper seventies and mostly sunny.  We got a bit of rain, but not much.  Things are still pretty lush outside and the small wet-weather streams are flowing, but I feel wary of the Summer ahead.  I'm savoring every drop of rain and always hoping for more.  It will be handy that next week is going to be rainy--we need it to help focus our energy inside and to feed the few seeds we have planted.

I've got some sewing planned for this Easter weekend, along with a picnic, and a few Easter surprises.  Everyone is excited for tomorrow.