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Four. Seasons.

I was driving home the other day, and the scenery overwhelmed me.  The spring in the Pacific Northwest can easily take your breath away.  The flowering cherry and plum trees are so gorgeous with their pink, white, and purple flowers, that it is almost gratuitous.  The dogwood tree flowers (for about 20 years, I thought they were called “tulip trees”) are blooming, and tulips and daffodils are screaming to be noticed.

Springtime in Seattle almost hurts my heart.  It is so beautiful that I always want it to stay like this.  I want things to always be new, and sunny, and perfect.

But then, then summer comes.  We can be outside all the time, the garden is blooming, and there are adventures to be had.

After a time, the garden wears everyone out, a break is needed from the hot house with no air conditioning, and the cost of natural sunscreen has caused you to sell a pint of blood.

Fall comes to bring some blessed relief.  The leaves are vibrant, and air is crisp, and pumpkin and cinnamon are included in every single meal.  Christmas and the holiday season are so much fun with family, food, and presents.

Until, there comes a time when you need a break from merriment, egg nog, and the constant go go go.  Winter shows her face to give you that precious time to regroup, stay inside, snuggle, and sip cocoa.

So basically, I love every season when I’m living it, and I always wish for a magical remote control to press pause so I can just live in that moment a little bit longer.

Some how, my remote is is on fast forward, because today this little guy turns four.

I’m not the mom who weeps whenever I pack up Jack’s old clothes.  I don’t get teary-eyed when I find a pair of his little shoes in the closet.  I get excited for new moments, the different times of
childhood.  No matter how hard things are at a certain time, I know the beauty of another season is right around the corner.

Spring

Summer

Fall

Winter (snuggle season)

Happy fourth Birthday love.

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12 comments on “Four. Seasons.”

  1. Plusandalso, this is our first spring in the Pacific Northwest. I too am blow away by it’s beauty. I couldn’t have asked to live in a more amazing place.

    Do you have plans to go to the tulip fields? I think we might be taking a trip soon

    • Little different than Vegas, eh? ;-D

      No plans to go up to Skagit Valley. I’ve always wanted to, but have never been. If you want to go, it should be soon. They’re likely peaking right about now.

  2. This was the only year that I have been sentimental about Lucy getting bigger. Her birthday was on the 1st and when I looked at her that day, she just *looked* older. She went from being a cute toddler to a sassy little girl.

    Happy Belated Birthday to Jack!!!

    (side note, my grandpa was Jack, he was married to my grandma Lucy, so therefore if Jack and Lucy get married, I think it would be perfect)

    • Happy birthday to Lucy!

      So, if Jack were to marry Lucy, it might be weird. If we ever can afford to have another child, and it is a girl, her name would be Lucy (Luciana)!

  3. The way you described the positives and negatives of all the seasons and the breaks we need in between was so eloquent. Now I feel bad for always saying I hate winter!
    Happy birthday Jack! I love the “Ask me about my compost pile” shirt.

  4. I’m a day late but happy birthday Jack-o! Love you, buddy!

  5. You said it better than I ever could have. I feel the same about the seasons. My son turned 12 today! I don’t know where the time has gone. He’s growing like a weed!

  6. Happy Birthday to your little one! 🙂

  7. Love the compost pile shirt! I’m a total sucker for somewhat sassy baby clothes 🙂

  8. Happy 4th Birthday to Jack! They grow up way too fast. 🙂

  9. Aww… happy fourth birthday to Jack!