I saw my first crocuses yesterday, and there are little green sprouts all over my front yard. This past fall I planted a bunch of different flowering bulbs, and it seems like some of them are coming up! The weather has started to warm up, and it seems that spring is finally here.
I’m winding down my spring break, and feeling lukewarm about it. I started the break with a huge pile of grading, and that pile of grading has not diminished. I painted our downstairs hallway, but haven’t hung anything back on the wall. I’m halfway through painting the upstairs bathroom, but my energy is starting to flag. I’ve slept in a lot, which has been fantastic, but it’s only reminding me how tired I’ve been this school year. After the flu, both my girls have caught some kind of noxious cold that left them with a thick, wet chest cough that is lingering far too long.
To tell the truth, all this “break” has done is make me long for summer. One of the best aspects of the teaching profession, at this time of year, is knowing that summer is coming.
Amen. Summer. Summer…