|Alfred William Strutt [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons|
I know you've heard the saying, "A watched pot never boils." Well, I'm beginning to think the same applies to the arrival of spring. This is what was on my deck Wednesday morning. Snow! And you can't tell by the picture, but it was still snowing.
Don't get me wrong. I love snow. When October rolls around I'm always looking forward to that first snowfall. I'm a little like Lorelai Gilmore. The first snow fall is magical.
And yes, I can sometimes smell snow.
But come on already.
May . . . when flowers bloom.
May . . . when it's supposed to be warm.
May . . . when my new book, Wanted, is supposed to be released.
And in case you were wondering, yes, I'm watching the stores like the little gal in the picture waiting for the pot to boil or rather for my beautiful, shiny new book to appear.
It won't be long now. Maybe I need to fine tune the snow smelling to sniffing out a new novel. :) I know it's out there . . . somewhere . . . lost in the mail . . . or stuck on a truck.
Can you smell snow before it falls? Do you get antsy waiting for spring? Or for your novel to come out? Or for your WIP to be finished?