Dear Mother Nature


Can we talk? I mean, honestly? Nature girl to nature girl.

Something is in the chilly air…

Alison Kerr stopped by earlier this week to help us dream of the coming spring and the future blooms of our gardens.

And I’ve noticed a lot of posts around the interwebs lately about the winter blues — who’s got ‘em, how to beat ‘em, and how much they suck.

And let me just say: hear stinkin’ hear!

I am good for the first half of winter, but by January, I start dusting off my cranky pants and wearing them for the duration.

Sure, I love to make snowmen, look for critter tracks in the snow, go birdwatching, and other fun nature things. And I think we all know how I feel about hot cocoa.(Read: deep, abiding love.)

But I gotta be honest, Mother Nature, I am done for the year. D-O-N-E.

No, really. I’m serious. My cranky pants are getting too tight and if I don’t get some more day light soon, I am gonna snap. We’re talkin’ full blown white trash fit. It will not be pretty.

So, I would like to order spring now, please. Glorious, green, warm, fragrant, AMAZING spring.

Bring. It. ON! (Pretty please.)

xoxo Your biggest fan, The Grass Stain Guru, she of the cranky pants

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