I am trying to convince myself that we have turned a corner. It is now light when we arise at 6 a.m. I am no longer turning on lamps until after 5:30 p.m. It is my hope that the gloom of winter has passed. Today is bright and sunny, but still cold. The heater continues to run all day. I heard it come on numerous times last night. Frost every morning. But, and this is what I’m holding out for, high 60s and low 70s promised by next weekend.
There hasn’t been any rain for a few days so we are drying out. The big puffy clouds roll across the sky, but no precipitation has come from them here in the valley. The local mountains, however, got snow on Friday. It can snow until July in the hills for all I care, as long as the sun shines here. I am done, done, done with winter, and especially cold weather.
Today I wore my brightly colored giraffe jacket to church and received numerous compliments. I mentioned to one friend that I had worn it to brighten and cheer my mood.
“Oh, dear you are always so cheerful,” she replied.
“Not of late. Sad, depressed, glum. Those are the words describing me.”
She tsk tsk’ed and moved on to talk to someone else, probably someone a little more cheerful. Warm, sunny days will do so much to help lighten my mood. I’m counting on it.