Heavens

One April day the girl looked outside as the heavens opened wide and giant snowflakes filled the air. Large and wet they stuck to everything and turned the newly greened land white again.

That night as the girl sat by her fire she pulled the first tick of the year off her dog, and thought to herself, “Spring is super weird.”

 

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Flowery

I was in town Sunday night when I got a call that Jane’s alarm clock had broken and that she would like to talk to me.

Jane then very politely requested that I go to the Dollar Store in town and buy her a new alarm clock, “But not one of those plain black ones with all the buttons like yours. A unicorn one.”

When I explain that the Dollar Store was unlikely to be open, (think small town Sunday night, the grocery store was closing in ten minutes and the gas station only had another hour) and that even if it was, it was highly unlikely that I would find a unicorn alarm clock at the Dollar Store (that being a weirdly specific request that I’ve never even seen before, much less at our, nice but relatively small local Dollar Store).

Jane heaved a sigh out of her little seven year old body that rivaled that of the most put-upon mother and said. “Can you just make sure it’s girly then.”

Up a creek I would have been, except that I was at a friend’s house who happened to have an old unused alarm clock as well as a resourceful high schooler. Her daughter kindly went to work printing out pictures and created the most flowery, girly unicorn alarm clock that has ever come out of our little town after dark on a Sunday.

While I was sure it wasn’t quite what Jane had envisioned, it was pretty impressive, except for one thing, it only beeped.

And so, despite the fact that Jane has only used radios as alarms in the past ,when I arrived home, well past her bedtime, (girly, unicorn alarms take a bit of time to create) I set it up anyway.  This morning when my own radio alarm sounded I headed upstairs to see how Jane’s “surprise” alarm clock worked out for her.

“Mom, it looks really pretty but it makes a bad noise. When I woke up this morning I was screaming.”

I feel it needs to be explained here that Jane wakes up earlier than her sisters or me because it takes her 57 times longer than us to get ready. I give her an extra 30 minutes.  Sometimes it helps. And sometimes, like this morning, John is up getting himself ready.

Thankfully he was able to turn off her alarm clock, show her the girly pictures and calm her down.  Now despite the fact that she disparaged her wonderful creation as being “an alarm clock that Granny would use” (for reference Granny is her Great Grandma, so I think she got that spot on) she happily set it tonight before bed and double checked that she knew how to turn it OFF when it makes that bad noise again in the morning.

I can only conclude from this alarm clock fiasco that unicorns are indeed magical beings. How else would Jane have accepted a machine that makes a noise so irrefutably terrible that it woke her up screaming as her new alarm clock?

 

 

 

Fall

Probably you’ve noticed by now. One word titles? Daily posts? Jessie must have committed to some sort of crazy “girl, don’t you know it’s spring and now is not the time” blogging challenge.

You are correct.  I have and I love it and today’s word, spring insanity be dammed, is Fall.  As in Autumn.

A perfect excuse to share a completely random picture I loved but never had cause to share, taken last fall while hunting in the giant wheat fields of Montana.

 

What can I say. I just can’t resist a good challenge!

Dark Cloud

It’s officially spring and I can’t help but to hope for soft blue skies and flowers waiting to welcome me to the day.  Instead this morning I opened my eyes to a sky full of dark clouds. Dark clouds that occasionally spit out rain and sleet. It was a day that truly feels like spring. One of those that no amount of cute rhymes about “April showers” can make pleasant when you are out in the teeth of the wind.

Spring is not my favorite season.

But in the wind I was.

And for the first time this year that wind smelled like spring.

And by the time I was done dodging rain showers our new arrivals were all settled in.

And with a scrap of fluff in my hand I was reminded that Spring does have it’s merits after all.