This past weekend, my husband and I traveled to Ohio to visit our daughter, who will be receiving her Master of Fine Arts degree in a few weeks. It was a warm spring day when we left Florida, but upon arriving in Columbus, we were met with chilly temperatures that made me thankful I had taken along my wool pea coat! We did some exploring around the city, admiring the architecture of old houses and enjoying the first blossoms on the trees. Daffodils and tulips sparkled with color, awakening the city from the dreary gray of winter.
A weeping willow tree admired itself in the water of a small lake as ducks swam about and Canada geese marched along in the grass. And a little patch of violets peeked at me as I strolled along the sidewalk.
The weather got colder and colder each day, and one morning we woke up to see snow on the ground! The daffodils that, just two days earlier, had happily basked in the sun, were now shivering in the cold. Shoulders hunched, they held their heads down, trying to stay warm. We did the same, as we hurried to the car. Like two daffodils in the snow, we craved the sunshine and warmth that we had left behind in Florida. By the time we flew back home, the temperature was becoming more springlike again. Soon the streets of Columbus will be lined with shady trees, and dandelions will decorate the grass with their yellow petals. And we will be melting in the heat of a South Florida summer. It was a lovely trip, visiting with family and seeing new places. But it's always good to be home!
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