methodology on beating the blues....

Okay, so my methodology is barely working....I am taking St. John's Wort like candy and I should lay off the beer(but it does help!) and spend more time on the elliptical machine....but every single day, I take Eem-er(Emma) and myself and perhaps a couple of neighbours and their gods(OOOOH, I did mean DOGS, didn't I?) out for walkies. And that helps me to remember that Spring is coming....today we saw pussywillows blooming but I didn't have my camera. So you will have to settle for these...whatever they are, they are proof that Spring is coming and the days ARE getting longer. Just this morning, I kicked Michael out of bed cuz I thought he slept through the alarm once again...only to discover that there was still one half hour until it went off. It was THAT light. Of course, soon after, the clouds rolled in. And, of course, the snow drops just keep on coming up...HOORAH! Gives me hope.

But, every morning, Michael leaves for work and I doze off again. Then I wake up and wonder who this person in the bed is...this sad and angry person. I want her to go away, but, of course, it's me. Is it the season? Is dealing with this neighbourhood becoming too much? Is it the rain and the grey and just because it's February and winter has dragged on for so long I can't remember what it feels like to have warm bones? Those of you with SADS know what I am talking about, right? Why am I so angry all the time? So I drag myself out of bed and walk the dog...and find magic for a moment.

Like here, at Chase River Estuary, where a smallish flock or family or gaggle of swans has made it's wintering place. Sometimes they are closer, but never when I have my camera with me....go figure.

And these eagles.....

When things are real low, I can jump in the car and head out to Shady Mile for some good local farm produce, some local farm meat, farm fresh eggs... and???? Feed the animals in the "petting" area. It's not like these animals are trapped with thousands of people touching them. There are fences between them and you so if they want to deal with you, they will. And if they don't?

Well, you get the picture, right? "Ho hum. Humans. Boring."

Sparky , here, is one of my favourites....he could care less....but he raises my endorphin level a few notches. I don't like the name though, unless you are an electrician. Then? Sparky is a great name.

I don't know what it is that coming out here and feeding these animals does for me...I only know that it helps. Much like making this big lasagna tonight, out of the blue, and calling my friends to come eat at our home tonight helps. Wanna come, anyone? Open invitation.

How is everyone else feeling these days? Is it just the winter blahs? It seems so much stronger this year and I don't like it.

But I do like this tractor and I want to bring it home to my garden.