Easter Sunday in Illinois is cool and overcast. But the buds on the apple trees look ripe to burst. With the unpredictable attitude of midwest weather, we could see blooms and warmer temps within the week…or not!
My husband and I are impatient for spring, as it has been trying to make up its mind for weeks. We’ve been teased with warm days here and there–just enough to leave us wanting more. Then, the thermometer drops again and shorts and T-shirts are put on hold.
How quickly we forget that the trees are certain to fill with foliage and the grass will soon need to be cut. It is the waiting we need to put into perspective. Eventually, we’ll get tired of cutting the grass and I’ll wish I appreciated the expectation of spring.