I must be a weather mirror. If so, that would explain a lot about my life, especially right now.
I’ve spoken before about how weather affects me. Particularly, the weather at the moment feels to me like the weather that always has been, and always will be (see Living In the Moment).
I suspect this is why I find spring to be such an unsettling season. Spring weather changes even more erratically than other seasons’ weather, making it harder than usual to figure out what will happen next. In the face of that, I find myself wracked with indecision, restlessness, possibly even doubt. If you look back in the blog to posts in March and April, you’ll find these themes popping up again and again.
As I mirror the weather, the blog, understandably, mirrors me. I have a list of topics that I want to write about, and intend to do so, but I can’t motivate myself to do the research needed to make them accurate. I struggle to find the right words, and I’m reluctant to “spend” the topic if the right words aren’t there for it. I always try to put my best foot forward. Sometimes, particularly in spring, I have trouble finding that footing.
This is not to say that I dislike spring. Please don’t misunderstand me. I like spring, I just don’t always like how it makes me feel.
The remedy, as always on the homestead, is to throw myself into the work at hand. That’s best done with the physical work, not so easily done with the blog. If you begin to see “drop outs” in the every-other-day posting schedule, rest assured that this, like my feelings, and the seasons themselves, will pass.