This morning I awoke to the tickle of a cool breeze on my whiskers. Reluctant at first to uncurl myself from the warmth of The Animator’s pillow, the song of the sparrows outside inspired an excitement within me, and I quickly darted into the living room to see for myself. There I found Osiris gazing contentedly out onto the balcony, drinking in the long-lost sun. I breathed a deep breath of the fresh air wafting in through the open screen door, and welcomed the arrival of spring.
I don’t think The Animator’s Wife does well in the winter. I wouldn’t say she has full-blown seasonal depression, but she is definitely quieter and less motivated in the winter months. And she hates the cold with a passion.
Today is different though. Yes, it is still cool and breezy, but the sun is shining and the scent of summer is just on the horizon. The Animator’s Wife is quite cheerful this morning and has been busily working on her latest project all weekend. Yesterday she finished the Josephine scarf, after three hours of beading and tassel making to embellish it.
I love the spring.