I had all kinds of plans for this morning. Papers to grade, an assessment report to write, emails to answer. I got up early, ate a good breakfast, and got dressed right away. I planned to get to work just as soon as my husband and the boys left.
But then sunshine came flooding into the house, transforming my living room into a luxurious den of light and warmth. When I opened the back door to let out one of the cats, the softness of the air lured me outside to inspect the gardens that have been buried under snow and ice. I put away the snow shovels, the plastic toboggans, and picked up the odd remnants that remain where the kids’ snow ramp was during the winter months. Soon I was wandering about picking up branches that had fallen over the winter. My lilac bushes have buds on them, a sure sign of spring.
Spring sunshine is too valuable to waste. Forgetting the stack of stuff in my office, I curled up on the back step to soak in the heat. What a gloriously warm day. I pulled off my sweatshirt to use as a pillow and then pulled my t-shirt off so that my belly could tan. (Now that snowboarding is over, I return to belly dancing classes.) How wonderful it felt to feel the sun on my bare skin. The spring birds were calling to each other in the woods behind my house. The tree frogs kept up their singing and trilling, especially from the area by the pond. Above my head, the wind chime sounded its lovely nautical music.
Napping in spring sunshine, I decided, might be a valuable way to spend my morning.