Another day and another moment...
My moods fluctuate as if they're on a pendulum, back and forth, up and down. Some days I'm really happy and other days I'm really low. I'm not sure why I get into these moods, but I do. Today's another of those low points. As I sit here typing I can hear the wind blowing, my wind chimes jangling as the air stirs them into movement. Under those I hear the subtle bird song that has recently been increasing. The birds are beginning to return, slowly they arrive for it's still just a little too cold for them. Our seasons are all messed up. Usually by now the temperatures are warming, the winds have faded with the passing of March and the lush greenery begins. This year it seems that everything is twisted around and backwards. Some of my daffodils have their little yellow shoots on them, but they have yet to open. Some of the trees have little buds on them, but everything seems to have crawled to a screeching halt as winter refuses to abate. The sun is shining bright but if one were to step foot outside they would still need a jacket to keep the chill at bay.
Perhaps this stall in the seasons is what is partly contributing to my down moods. I don't know. Perhaps it's simply a lot of things, and I'm more keen to agree with that.
Still I sit anxiously by waiting for that time when nature comes alive with new growth and the deer begin to journey into my backyard instead of cutting across my drive way where I barely see them. My hummingbird feeders are going up today. I remember when I moved here last year my dad said he doubted I'd get any. I hung those feeders up on March 1st and though they were slow to appear they soon did and by the end of summer I had approximately 6 of those beautiful little jewels of Spring flying around. My hopes are that they will show up in the next week or so. I feel so much better, get so much more excited, when I can look out my window or sit on my porch and watch their little antics and acrobatics. They come down from their perches to sip at the feeders and in a flurry of energy take off again into the sky.
I love to watch birds return in the Spring, to hear their sweet songs upon the air and to watch as they undergo a flurry of activities as they begin to prepare for their young soon to be born. The beauty of Spring is a true blessing. I just wish it would start already and then perhaps just a little tiny bit my mood may start to lift, and I'll be excited and happy about something again.