May is Full of Promises

Oh, what a glorious morning!

Well, maybe not outside. Out there, it’s overcast, with a light breeze misting us with intermittent drizzling rain. Bare tree branches, receding snow banks and muddy earth greet the eye. But since I’m luxuriating in a morning of complete idleness, it’s glorious enough for me.

How did Rogers & Hammerstein put it?

“May was full of promises
But she didn’t keep ’em quick enough for some
And a crowd of doubtin’ Thomases
Was predictin’ that the summer’d never come.”

That is exactly where we’re at here in Alaska right now. I’m so ready for summer.

For now, I’m content to enjoy this early May morning from the toasty nest of my RV. I was happy to awaken at the reasonable time of 7:30 am (instead of 6:00 am) to a long, wiggly warm neck-hug from my best girl. It was time for a morning potty walk.

I turned the pot on to start coffee, grabbed a warm jacket and quickly accomplished Ronni’s morning toilet, still wearing my sleepwear and slippers. Minutes later, the two of us were back inside – me with a steaming mug of coffee and a blueberry scone. We have absolutely no place we have to be this morning and it feels wonderful.

I’m hoping, as the morning progresses, it will bring with it the sun. For the moment, I simply don’t care.

If I look closely, I can see the bare birch, willow, aspen and cottonwood trees are showing a hint of tightly curled bud-tips that will eventually become leaves and new growth. It’s May, but Spring is slow to show its face this year.

Not being a doubtin’ Thomas, I have complete faith that summer will indeed come. I’m just hoping it lands on a weekend.

For now … more coffee, please.