Now that Ramsey is allowed to come and go out of the barn and doesn't require quite so much intensive care, I've started to finally look around myself and think about all of the things that have been shoved aside or left undone this winter. The list is long. Thinking about everything, reassessing, it feels like I am slowly coming out of a very dense fog.
Maybe it has been the relentless wind, the extreme dreariness of the weather combined with the stress and worry for Ramsey, but I am having trouble finding the motivation to even begin. I look at my still untrimmed windows and think, so they didn't get done this winter like I intended, so what? I try to think about the garden and the idea of starting seeds seems daunting, especially since the garden beds are still frozen solid. I look at the brush around my pond that I would like to clear and it's, the stuff has been there umpteen years, what's one more. It's a very slippery slope people.
I think I just need some sunny days. I have been joking all winter about the whole population becoming vitamin D deficient and then I had a blood test a couple of weeks ago and what do ya know? I really am deficient. I really do need some sunny days.
The weatherman keeps promising that we have a couple of them coming up. If the weather does get nice, I have this whole long list of things to do, but I may just pull a chair out into the donkey yard instead and do some sun bathing with Emma and Ramsey. A radical thought for a red-head, but maybe it will help clear the fog.