It isn’t quite spring, but perhaps the coldest weather is over. Still, it’s too early to plant herbs or tomatoes or peppers or squashes. It’s too early to plant berry bushes or fruit trees. The seed catalogs have come in the mail, and they tempt me with their colors and their promises of fresh, juicy flavors. The trees are still bare and the grass is still brown, but the birds have started chirping more, knowing that the days are getting longer, and there is just a little time before spring breaks out.
The busiest season of ice carving is coming to an end. After two months of extensive travel, late nights of barely sleeping, and carving so much his hands swell, Husband sees the light at the end of the tunnel. It’s nice to have the income. But it will be nice for him to be able to relax, as well. And after some rest, the work on the house will resume – the milling, the shaping, the fitting together of beams. But this week, there will be the catching up on sleep, the organization of paperwork that was neglected during the crazy months, and the preparation for a different kind of work.
One of the busiest seasons of teaching is ahead. We’ll do state testing this week, and then we’ll have just one more week until spring break. Then March, April, and May will be filled with students’ research projects, field trips, another round of testing, choosing materials for next year, and all the other craziness that accompanies the end of school. I try to work ahead and get things ready, knowing that no matter what I do, I’m never truly prepared when the cyclone hits. For now, for just a little longer, I enjoy the calm before the storm.
For now, we wait.