The joy and beauty of Spring is all around me. And with my newfound energy I have been spending my days outdoors enjoying my garden and what's left of the plants after the Winter freeze. And, dare I say, I've actually been doing a bit of gardening after almost four years of neglecting to do so (since my shoulder injury and surgery).
And just when I thought things couldn't get better, our huge oak tree began releasing its cargo of pollen into the air. Thinking myself immune, because just recently the ash trees had little effect on me when they did their yearly renewal dance, I joyfully sniffed the roses which have begun to bloom. And so it is that I'm again confined indoors, Kleenex boxes in every room, with my trusty Vick's jar to soothe my nose and lips. But I say, it could be worse. Suffering from red, itchy, watery eyes and a swollen red nose is not the worst that could befall me. I should know. So may I say, this is indeed a blessing. At the very least, it's the lesser of two evils. Any other ailment would be greater, I think. That is why, I am grateful for this uncomfortable 'inconvenience'. Because although I long to be outside enjoying the cheerful chatter of the Martins and the antics of the hummingbirds which have begun to visit the nectar feeders, I know that soon this shall pass and hopefully sooner rather than later I can resume my outdoor activities. Meantime, I'll watch the beautifully bright red cardinals from the window and listen to the soft cooing of the white wing and ring neck doves from the comfort of our couch. There is indeed much to be grateful for!