Hello frozen world!
After a few days of February thaw in north Iowa, we were once again glazed over with freezing rain and sleet and snow. An undeniable reminder that spring fever is yet premature. I must wait a little longer.
For more than half a century of life, I have experienced the warmth of spring overcoming the frigid hold of winter. I know it will happen. Yet, I am impatient.
But in my impatience I continue to find more and more hopeful momentum that pulls me forward. Soon the buds, now encapsulated in ice, will swell and break into the vibrant greens of a new season.