Taking a short break from knitting my wrap. I am knitting up my own personal sunshine. It is bright and yellow and goes from very pale yellow to a darker yellow orange like the color you get under your chin when you rub a dandelion on your skin. It is sharp and tangy like lemon drops. So lemony it makes your lips pucker, a glorious riot of yellow. I love yellow but I don’t wear it. I should, knitting with it makes my heart feel light. I feel like spring is in the air. It lights up my room even though outside it is dreich(scottish word for a gray dismal day). Its hard not to feel cheerful.
I keep thinking of the flowers hiding under the snow patched ground. A hundred daffodils bulbs (planted last fall) a few of which have already started pushing there way up through the dirt. I can’t wait to how many have survived the dog’s frantic burying in the dirt. Some of our willows already have little pussy toes on thier branches. Last week we spotted 2 sandhill cranes- -they landed 20 feet in front of us as we walked around the ponds. the male proceeded to dance and call – I like to think he was dancing for us but I think he was displaying for the female and telling her he would protect her from these 2 people and their dog. The song of the sandhill isn’t very pretty it sounds like a sick turkey or a honking goose gargling. And it is very loud-I couldn’t imagine living near a fly way where large flocks of them make this noise. But I love hearing them in little doses when they come back in the spring in pairs. It has been so warm this winter that the last 3 weeks I have expected to hear the trill of black birds as I walk.
Spring is in the air and on my needles — I can’t wait for this winter to be over and move into the new season