Yesterday I had a sudden urge to go out and check the mail here at our Preston home.  It was a warmish day, short sleeve weather in late winter.  The timing was perfect.  I started out the front door, the mail lady was pulling into our drive way.  Warm and cheery, she handed me a brown box, which turned out to be our total mail for the day.  One brown box, nothing else. 

Disclaimer:  I know you don't all like coffee.  So for those of you that are not coffee drinkers, think about what I am writing in light of any hot beverage or soup that you may enjoy. 

The morning here is bright.  The sky is clear.  The air is a little crisp, but I can still smell the fragrance of a early Spring-like day.  And just before the I saw the shinning of the sun, while the sky was already light blue, there was the half moon shinning as well.  I am always amazed at this sight, not something I see every day.  Seems atmospheric conditions have to be just right, as well as astronomic conditions. 

I am sitting in a comfortable chair, and the sun is shinning on me.  It is warm, bright, encouraging, renewing, and did I say bright?  It has been a while since I sat in the sun like this.  I am enjoying it, and it promises that today it will actually warm up outside.  So I will being going out there to clean some winter messes up that have been left undone for a while.  Branches mostly, from the winter wind storms. 

Today lets have some fun. Though some of us may not see this as fun, and least it is a fun approach to what can be very serious hindrances in our lives:  The Need of Change, and not being able to find the changes we need. I certainly need to see some things change in me and around me, how about you?

So it is transition time between seasons here in New England, as it is in many other places in the Northern Hemisphere.  Some of us are earlier and some of us are later in this depending on where we are.  I know, for instance, winter still has a major grip in the North Country, while spring is in full swing in other places (like Oak Harbor, Washington)   But we are here, and have to go through what is here to get into the Spring we so long to see.

Is it OK to be blank?  Have you ever been blank?  Contrary to a fear that this might be a bad thing, I am thinking today that it could be a really good thing if we sort it out right. 

Yesterday I spent over an hour moving furniture around.  And it was pretty drastic.  We have a dinning room and what I call a parlor (living room) adjacent to it.  Normally the parlor has living room furniture in it and it serves as a nice place to gather in small groups.  Normally the dinning room has dinning room furniture in it that serves us well as a dinning room for smaller groups of friends.  But that is all changed. 

Maybe it is because of my yearning for Spring, but I am thinking about seeds today, mostly the kind we plant on purpose in gardens so that later on we can eat fresh vegetables.

Mud season for those who haven't experienced it is that time between winter and spring when the winter's grip is being broken and the ground begins to thaw, not into nice dirt but into dirt jelly.  It is what is happening today, encouraged by an abundance of rain here in SE CT (however not far from here to the north the land is being buried under wet snow, and mud season is going to come a little later).  As always this will be a sloppy and sticky time.