Every summer we go on a vacation of some kind. Some years we’ve gone with extended family and others it has just been us. We drive on our vacation taking our time, seeing and doing what we want and enjoying each other. We load the car with snacks and things to do on the drive and we take off. While there is plenty of video game playing and movie watching, we also play those tried and true games of GHOST, count the cows, “I see something you don’t see” and “I’m going on a trip and I’m taking…” alphabet memory game. Oh, and not to forget the license plate game!
Our vacation plans unfold as soon as we have our baseball and marching band camp schedules. We should have all of that this week, so where should we go?
Where are you going? Do you take “busy” active vacations or do you like to totally downshift and just escape and relax?
Typically in Kentucky January and February are dreary, cloudy and cold months. They are long and like walking through taffy to get to spring. This year a winter polar blast has come to visit. We are in the midst of very cold days and snow! True to form, people are starting to grouse and wish this six-week visitor would pack its ice cycles and go home.
Beyond the initial mess these winter storms bring, the road crews have done well to get the streets cleared so being out and about lends an opportunity to experience the winter wonder land. It’s amazing to see the sleeves of ice coating each little limb and stem of the trees and shrubs. I feel for our old pine tree with the burden of ice that pulls the branches downward from its 60 feet height. But the sun is out today and is helping to melt away some of that load. No doubt the strength of 20 plus years will sustain our wooden friend. The sunshine is probably the great redeemer in this long winter visitor. If you followed our dog around all day you would know the places in the house that the beams of light invade and remind us that warmth is available.
Yes, warmth is available and more is on its way. In the next few weeks, whether Mr. Winter has departed or not, the early spring flowers will begin their reign and the seasonal tug-of-war will begin. I like to think that right now beneath inches of snow and ice, my flowers are sleeping and building their strength. Their time will come and when it does those beautiful and graceful buds will burst through whatever lays above.
Weather is wonderfully unpredictable. But we can count on the seasons to change. We can count on the snow and ice to melt and spring to arrive. It will show up in all its color and glory. Keep watching for it, but don’t miss the beauty that has beaten the winter doldrums.