The weather was brilliant last weekend, with temperatures reaching into the 70s. It felt like spring. I opened some windows to get some fresh air in the house and then went outside to sweep off the deck. As I moved some plants around that had wintered outside, I thought about how some of my plants that were in the house would probably relish a few hours in the sun—who wouldn’t? I took two of the more hardy ones outside and toyed with finding spots for a few others.
“It’s too early,” I reminded myself and fought the impulse to drag the rest of them outside. But I was super tempted to do it anyway.
By Wednesday morning, we had snow on the ground.
My husband tells me every March that’s to be expected in Pennsylvania. But every year, I’m surprised. I’m learning, but I still have a tendency to embrace spring a little too early. With a couple of weeks to go, I’m already looking forward to watching the bluebells and azaleas bloom—even though I know we’ll have lots of freezing nights before that time.
I think we all have a tendency to do that at some point in our lives—rush a little bit with the expectation that things will simply work out. It can be hard to force ourselves to slow down and think about the information that we have in front of us.
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