Blog 2640 – 01.20.2023
When The Daffodils Bloom
After over twenty-five hundred blogs you would think I might have difficulty finding something new to write about yet here I am still trying to find yet one more way to say, “ Be encouraged.” A friend reading yesterday’s blog thought I sounded a bit resigned, perhaps, but hope like spring is just around the corner. Signs of it are already appearing in my own back yard with pink and yellow grass flowers blooming. The green leaves of daffodils have appeared.
In Houston, Texas we have the briefest, if any, winter weather. A couple of days before Christmas we had below freezing weather and it is looking like that will be it for us this season. Usually by Valentine’s Day it is safe to assume the threat of a freeze is over for us. Not so for my northern friends who still often have a couple of freezing months to go whether the groundhog sees his shadow or not on February second.
In a week or so the daffodils will bloom, the red-breasted robins will appear, and spring will be upon us here in southeast Texas. Spring is one of my favorite seasons. I have four of them actually. Some parents I have heard are inclined to favor one child over another but wise parents like Papa in the book and movie The Shack” refer to all their children as “one of my favorites.”
My favorite times of the year are when the water is warm enough to swim, when the trees put on their party dresses, the first snow, and when the daffodils bloom. I always have something to look forward to and I am resigned to that.
Your friend and fellow traveler,
If Ever I Would Leave You
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In our yard where I grew up were daffodils. Precious