“In life’s winter, find your invincible summer.” ~ Unknown
I awoke to the cacophony of birdsong this morning, heard it through the open window. One deep inhalation of the chilly air brought scents of freshly mown grass mixed with the crisp, clean fragrance of blooming lavender wafting up my nostrils. As I lay there, trying to become alert after a long, restorative sleep I heard the thwack…thwack of the tennis ball landing on the hard courts across the street, and the players called out “Love Thirty.” “Thank goodness summer has finally arrived.” I thought.
I turned over, slowly opening my eyes to a bright reflection streaming in the window and saw my husband standing by the bed. “Did you hear me?” He asked.
“You’ve gotta love it,” he said smiling. “Its warm, thirty this morning. I am headed out, for another day of skiing on the mountain in Steamboat, Colorado.”
“What do you mean?” I asked. “It’s summer. A minute ago I heard the “thwack” of the tennis balls on the court across the way.”
“Nice try. Go back to sleep, silly. That was the guys up on the roof chopping and clearing away the ice jams.” My husband replied, looking amused.
“What about the green grass and lavender I smell in the air this morning?” I asked, inhaling deeply again.
“You were just dreaming. Thats the lingering scent of the new bubble bath you used last night before bedtime.”
I jumped up and looked out the window, confused. It was unlike my husband to rise before me in the morning. The snow was softly falling, inch by inch, just like the other 321 inches that came before it this winter.
“Its got to end sometime.” I said, referring to the heaped up snowpiles. “Easter is only a week away. I’m going back to the place in my dreams where I know I can find fulfilling scenes of summer.” I hopped back in bed and pulled the covers over my head.
“Sweet dreams! Shall I put the fan on incase you need it?”
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Thank Heavens for our imaginations and sweet dreams
Gets me through some mighty long winters.