well hello spring! i see you hiding there under the dusting of snow. i hope you don’t mind that i’ve brought a little bit of you inside. my lentil sprouts are overflowing…

and the tulips my mum-in-law gave me are in full bloom…

it’s ok. take your time spring…it’s not like a whole nation (or more) is awaiting your arrival. no no, it’s ok really. it’s perfectly fine for my teeth to still chatter while i wait for the bus in the mornings. it’s canada afterall. we’re used to this. i don’t mind struggling with 3 pairs of snowpants, hats, mitts, gloves, boots every morning and afternoon well into april. it’s fiiiine. as long as you’re fine with it, we’re good. i know you’re here and will show up when you’re ready.
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are you ready? how ’bout now? now? can i help this process in any way, tie your shoes for you? come on!
i mean, when you’re ready. it’s fine. i’ll wait.













