Winter Doldrums and Spring Blues

 

 

I am pouring myself another cup of heavy ambrosial espresso.  I admit it, I have cabin fever!  It’s not as cold as it used to be, the snow is melting and with the rise of temperatures and melting snow there is slush and water everywhere.  Anyone else strongly dislike getting their feet wet in subzero temperature water?  Yet here I am sipping my hot coffee, itching for some sun shine yet reluctant to crack the door and test the wetness of the ground with my toes.   There’s only so much television to watch, and books to read and naps to take before you begin to feel it rise within you like blood pressure in a hot tempered person.

 

I am tired of the winter months.  I can’t confess this enough!  I do not enjoy it anymore.  As far as I’m concerned the snow can depart come December 26^th and arrive December 25^th the next year.   Obviously that’s just me, and for others this is their cup of tea…you can keep it all.

 

I am sipping, leaning back on this creaking chair, the sounds of the tv echoes off the photo gallery of my family on the wall.  Here I am…winter doldrums, spring blues…itching my spirit like poison ivy on the skin.  April…is that you knocking on my door?