The scent of Spring

There is nothing that says Spring like the smell of hyacinths. At this time of year when I get tired of winter I like to buy some hyacinths to put on my windowsill. 

When I walk by I inhale a big breath and take in their sweet perfume. It reminds me that even though it is white outside that someday it will warm up and once again I will be able to go outside.

Next week I will be going to the orthopedic surgeon to have my shoulder checked. Unfortunately the month of physical therapy did nothing to help the pain so I am on to the next step. I’m hoping surgery isn’t in the picture but the way it is hurting continually I feel it may be necessary. 

    I will be getting my second vaccine on March 16th so I am happy about that. Then I would like to travel a bit to see family (depending on what the doctor says of course). I have missed being with my kids and sisters.

     

If thou of fortune be bereft, 
and in thy store there be but left
two loaves, sell one, and with the
dole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.”

― John Greenleaf Whittier