The grass is a lovely shade of green.
Daffodils are in full bloom.
The buds on the cherry tree are bursting out so fast you can almost see it happen.
I finished housecleaning the upstairs this morning.
I went barefoot outside for the first time this year.
The windows are open to let fresh air into the house.
And the neighbor came and plowed the garden this afternoon.
All those things are unmistakeable signs spring has returned. The forecast says cooler weather will return by the end of the weekend, but its neck is broken and spring will come back in triumph. Sometimes it seems spring has a hard time coming through, but it always wins eventually. There has never yet been a year with twelve months of winter.
All you folks north of us, take heart. Spring is on the way. Last weekend I was in Virginia. Their grass was as green then as ours is now. It took about five days for spring to get from Harrisonburg to here. Maybe that will help you figure out how long you have to wait yet.
1 comment:
Barefoot!? It hasn't been 80 degrees for even one day yet, let alone three in a row!!!
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