Here it is already the first day of spring and the days will be getting longer now. I love spring and all the possibilities of birth and renewal that fill the air and my soul. I have to admit though that I really lust for winter. The cold gray days make me feel productive and nestled in my interior life. Spring and I have to expand my horizons and leave my comfort zones and get out. Outdoors, out everywhere, out here, out there, never sitting still until winter comes again. I do want to get some tomatoes planted so I guess now I am waiting for spring to become summer. Hope takes the form here in the pacific northwest of those who annually plant tomatoes knowing there is never enough sun to ripen them! Laughing at the absurdities, Lois
