Winter Funk and Spring Fever

Beginning on March 1st I am ready for winter to end and spring to begin.... in other words.... my annual case of 'spring fever' officially starts!  I don't mind snow in January or February but once March arrives..... getting any more snow just ticks me off.  And each year I swear dealing with the winter funk gets worse!  And actually winter funk is a diagnosed condition, which comes from the lack of sunlight exposure.  S.A.D. is Seasonal Affective Disorder and the remedy is simply light treatment.  I am sooooo ready to move my hinnie to a warm state during the winter months and avoid any cold weather!  I do like the seasons, but I really really like sunshine sooooo much better!  I hunker in and am pretty much a hermit during the cold winter months and get restless to be outside again once March rolls around.

There is this short sweet poem my Dad always recited during early spring and again.... once March rolls around I can not get this dang poem out of my head!  It's like a chant that won't go away until the wonderful beautiful spring flowers actually arrive.  The poem goes like this.....

Spring has sprung, the grass has riz
I wonder where them flowers is

I LOVE LOVE LOVE this chanty poem because it always reminds me of the spring times of my childhood. I grew up on 8 acres out in the country and the hillsides of our home were literally covered in thousands and thousands of jonquils that my brother and I would go out each morning and pick a bouquet for our Mom and our special teachers.  I remember our hillsides were yellow for an entire month and once they started to die out... I remember thinking I would be sooo sad because they were such joy.... but I didn't because the sunshiny days distracted me too much.

So now I'm chanting that poem in my head and trying to be patient for the arrival of spring.  This week is going to be one of those teaser weeks, where we are expecting temperatures in the mid to high 50's with lots of sunshine!  WOO HOO!!!  Bring it on!!!!  I can not be outside enough once nice weather comes.... everything smells good, we grill out every night and the food tastes soooo much better and fresher, birds are nest building and one of my all time favorite things is to watch a nest go from it's construction all the way through to when the baby birds fly away.  There is soooo much color in springtime that I wish I was artistic like my father and could put to canvas what I see.  But..... while I am creative (both my parents are artistic and creative) I can not draw a straight line with a ruler..... nor can I carry a tune in a bucket with a lid.  But I do appreciate beauty and art.

My hibernation period is coming to an end.... and WOO HOO for that!!!!  And in just 14 days..... we can all start to chant...... Spring has sprung, the grass has riz.... I wonder where them flowers is!!!!!