Yesterday I should have gone outside for my Sunday hike but I was in a stay-in-bed-and-suffer-through-my-graduate-school-reading type of mood. Matt made me breakfast in bed, complete with toast, which was very selfless because the very thought of crumbs between sheets makes him shutter.
My mood would have improved if I had ventured out before sunset, because it's been in the 40s for a couple days. That is a veritable heat wave this winter.
Today I sang 'Manic Monday' as I headed out the door. I gave two presentations by 2pm, and feeling much better about life, I came home and took Kaia out for a walk in the woods. I was hoping to find my lost keys. I imagined seeing a glimpse of the bright orange key chain popping through the slush. Unfortunately, no luck.
But, I did see several signs of melting, which warmed my mood further. Since the groundhog saw his shadow this morning, these photos will be my sign that the final thaw will happen eventually.
I was so surprised to look down and see green. I breathed in and the musty smell of earth reworking itself filled my senses.
Tomorrow we are due for another snow storm. But for today, a little bit of melting was precisely what I needed.