Before I moved to Nebraska, Autumn was my favorite season. I still love the fall – cinnamon, pumpkin bread, the changing leaves, the cooler weather. But in a place with 4 distinct seasons, Spring is by far my favorite.
After a frozen winter, when everything is hard and dead and brown – bare trees, frozen ground, nothing growing or green…. When the first shoots of green start to grow, and then bloom… I LOVE IT. Spring is such a reminder of new life, that even when all you can see is death and barrenness, there is life below, waiting for its season.
And after being cooped up inside, bundled up, and confined, it is downright delightful to be outside again. Winter has definitely stayed past its welcome (we actually had flurries of snow in the air yesterday – I just pretended like I didn’t see them and moved on with my life). But we have had glimpses of outside-friendly weather, we’ve broken out the shorts and short sleeves, and we are READY.
Our street is lined with pear trees that are among the first things to bloom each Spring – it is heavenly.
When the blossoms start to fall off, they cover everything…the boys think it looks like snow. That is MY KIND OF SNOW. :)
We’ve been outside at every opportunity – over winter, I always forget how much I’m able to get done when the kids can play outside. Fun for everyone. :)
I don’t know what put the idea in his head, but Tobin has been asking to fly kites. We were out in the front yard last week just before dinner, and he found an old plastic kite in the garage. It is broken, and only had about 8 feet of string, but he LOVED it. He ran around pulling it behind him forever, and would have stayed out all night.
Flying Kites from Renee Meyer on Vimeo.
The following Sunday, our friend Cory (one of our college Worship drummers, and one of Tobin’s favorite people) came to church with a surprise for Tobin: He got him a kite. It’s the best one I’ve ever seen, made like a parachute, with no sticks to break, and from fabric rather than flimsy plastic. We took it to the park Sunday night after dinner and the boys (all 4 of them, counting the dog) had a BLAST.
After a while, Tobin was ready to go play at the park, so Luke took over.
A good time was had by all. Hope you are enjoying Spring, whether it’s the welcome end to actual winter, or just the short period of lovely weather before you live in the swirl of heat and humidity that is Texas summer!