There is something so lovely about realising that spring might finally be in the air. That first day when you feel like somebody has finally remembered to turn on the light after months of grey and gloom. It’s like a reward for surviving those intolerably long and dark winter months.
There is nothing quite like a bright blue sky and fluffy white clouds to cheer up the soul even if there is a slight nip in the air. In fact, I quite like that nip. Bright and fresh and cheery. And that first evening when you come to serve dinner and realise with a smile that it is still light outside. When did that happen? I’m sure it was pitch black at this time last week?
Better days are coming. Spring is most definitely in the air. And of course while I am feeling brave about daring to bare a little ankle, there are those people already out in their shorts. It’s not that warm people. I have seen more pasty white flesh and bad tattoos than I ever needed to in the last week or so. And don’t even get me started on those girls with brown legs that go on forever. Where have they been hiding all winter to look like that?
I love how our Easter break has fallen this year though. It is such a lovely feeling knowing that we still have another whole week off school. One week off school is never quite enough but this two week holiday really does feel like a lovely long time. The teens are knee deep in revision and have both been in school on the odd day for extra study groups so there was no chance of us getting away. Plus Mr Mostly is ridiculously busy at the moment. (When isn’t he with three businesses plus a new shop? It’s not unusual for him to work seven days a week right now!) But the children having two whole weeks holiday means that he has time to wiggle things around a little and take some time off so that in between the teens’ studies, we can have some much needed family days out.
I actually think there’s a lot to be said for the children having time just to be. Free of rigid school timetables and without the stress of having four different children in four different places five days a week. Time to just potter at home and watch a DVD with a Lindt bunny. Making the most of the very welcome arrival of spring means blowing off the cobwebs from the outdoor toys and being out in the fresh air riding their bikes. Having two weeks off means you have time to have those busy days out but plenty more lazy days off too. It’s nice to finally have time to find that balance and just to see where the day takes you. Unlike weekends where you find yourself having to cram everything in and ending up more exhausted than you started. I feel like we can suddenly breathe again. And I really rather like it.