Monday, March 5, 2012
Springtime in the Ozarks
It was after dark when we finally arrived at my parents' house in northwestern Arkansas, but as we carried our luggage into the house I noticed there were daffodils blooming in the yard. This morning I stepped out to snap a few pictures. I didn't bother to put shoes on. Much to my surprise the ground was warm enough that I didn't even need them. I walked all around the property in my bare feet. It brought back memories of when I was a barefoot little girl playing on this very farm with my siblings, my cousins, and my aunt Rachel.
Anyway, it will be at least six weeks before the daffodils start blooming at home. I'd love to just stay here for a month and watch spring develop, then go home before it starts getting so hot and humid here and the annual battle with ticks and snakes begins.
But I have "promises to keep... and miles to go..." so we'll be heading on down the road tomorrow.