The season of Spring

There is one season that is hard for me to reconcile with. That is Spring. It is my very least favorite. I know people say they love spring because they love the "change in the air" and the "flowers starting to grow" and the "smell of the earth" etc and so on. It's quite depressing really. Anyone who says that has never had to endure spring in the mud, get tractors stuck (like dad and brother did Saturday trying to plow), or seeing the ground under the trees and still have 2 feet of snow in the yard, or calving season or simple things like going for a walk with the dog and then having to give her a bath afterwards because her white 'fur' goes completely black. Giving the dog a bath every day is not in my top 5 things considered as Fun. It is also difficult to stay hopeful when this is the weather pattern of the first hour of the day. Like today.

6:35 am - Woke up to rain on the roof. That's okay. It's a tin roof and it sounds beautiful.
6:50 am - Stopped raining and made coffee. The smell of caffeine in the air is half the wake-up battle.
7:02 am - Started the pickup, slipped on the ice in the driveway. The wind came up and carried me back inside
7:10 am - Back to the pickup, stepped in mud -the only mud in the drive and may have ruined beloved Danskos. Left the house. It is snowing.
7:10:28 am - To the end of the driveway and it stopped snowing. Pickup thermometer says 33 degrees
7:58 am -  I see a big bright dot in the sky. It is not shining though.
8:10 am - Got to work,  it's raining....
And probably by the time the day is over, there will be snow, slush, sun, wind and rain, not in that order.

My real lament? It is supposed to be spring. Which means sun. Which we haven't seen since about the 1900's. Because we live in Sibera. And I am dying to feel the sun on me rather than just my eyeballs.

There are a few sweet things about spring which is seeing tiny crocuses' push up through the snow. And seeing the daffodils pushing up out of a flower bed that is surrounded in snow. And baby calves, okay especially the calves. Photos to follow.