Spring Has Sprung….

Homestead Pics-5.jpgSpring is my absolutely favorite season of the year.  It is a time when the earth comes to life once again. I thank the Lord for that happening each year and letting me enjoy another occurrence.  Winters are a hard time for me. That is the time when my depression hits its lowest level. The constant grey sky and lack of sun drains me. I seem to live in a constant darkness during winter months.  Spring is my favorite season.

As the years have gone by, we have been in our current homestead for sixteen years now, I find that I need help with the Spring cleanup duties. This year I asked a younger out-of-work friend to help with the initial work. I think I paid him well.  Since I have many very mature trees on the property there is a massive pile of downed limbs to be picked up, especially from the poplar trees. My wife’s flower gardens need to be cleaned of last years stems so they are ready for the soon to be sprouts. These two chores alone took several hours, even with help. My young friend left with a sore back but vowed to come back soon for round two.

Homestead Pics-4.jpgThe buds on the lilac and crab apple trees are ready to burst with their fragrant flowers. The daffodils are already three inches high. When we cut down last years growth from the maiden grass this years sprouts were already waiting to take their place. Spring is in the air…

When we came to the homestead at the very beginning of this new millennium I bought a new garden tractor to match the two and a half acres of grass. I enjoyed the three plus hours it took each week to mow. It was a time that I could let my mind roam on many dreamy things. It was a time for talking to God and thanking him for letting me breath his air. Now, sixteen years in, I still do that but the actual work is becoming more of a chore than a pleasure but that is OK.

I look forward to the warm days ahead but I have to admit that this previous winter was one of the mild ones. There were only three snow above two inches so the plow put on the garden tractor last Fall remained unused. I celebrate that along with the sprouts of life.

Homestead Pics-2.jpgI have a place on the property that is the highest point of the homestead. The view there is simply astounding. I spend many a Spring afternoon on the swinging glider there. I call it going to the mountain. It is a time to get lost in meditation about life and to soak in the view for yet another year. I will never tire of this pleasure. The hours in the Spring there re-invigorate me from my winter doldrums. The first time on the mountain in the Spring I officially thank God for giving me another Spring.

Spring is my favorite time of year….


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