OK, so the lilies are still underground. And not in any rush to emerge.
Which is just the point. When I awoke this morning the weather suggested a return to the warmth of a duvet. My wife is fighting a cold so she took up the call of the duvet. Until 10:00 this morning when the light was bright and all was right in the world.
Except its cold.
Now, a hardy prairie boy shouldn’t complain.
But I will.
I sat with another prairie boy this evening. We had on sweaters and bunny hugs (which designation shows our age!). The parkas remained on for minutes into our time together.
All this to say, look out for the deep freeze. And when you see the lilies come striding over the garden patch, break out the party hats and shed the sweaters — spring is just around the corner.