I am sitting in a bright red room with book spines of every color surrounding me. The sun is sparkling in the side window and a bright solid blue sky peers in as I type. I had put on a favorite red turtleneck to brighten the day.
All this color and yet my eyes keep searching. I am anxious for what? What am I in need of?
It isn’t until I take the laundry down the basement and into the back room that the green of my small plants strike me. In all the color of my office and outside the missing color is green.
I need green grass, green bushes and green leaves on the trees.
Don’t get me wrong I love the shades of brown that come with fall. The tan of the yard as the grass dries, the dark chocolate brown of the soil and the silver brown of the tree trunks are great. I can even go for the tones of white when the snow flies. But…
It is now officially spring.
I officially have spring fever and I can’t wait any more. The snow needs to go and the temperature needs to rise so spring can get on with it.
I have plants to grow and weeds to pull and grass to mow. Let’s get on with it!