Old Man Winter is not letting go without a fight this year. Yesterday afternoon I was rejoicing to see that, except for the remains of the few largest, plowed-up heaps, the front yard snow was gone. A couple of hours later, it was already covered in fresh white, with howling winds driving snow on what looked just like a raging winter storm. Oh well, Spring can't be too far away.
Maiden Spring.
People often think of "maidens" as delicate, timid, fragile. But I have known maidens who are full of energy, tenacious, strong, full of joy and unquenchable optimism, vitality. Full of strength and gentleness. Maidens who are forces to be reckoned with. I was such a maiden.
Spring is such a maiden.
