It's been a long, cold winter. Everyone is ready for spring which has given us tantalizing teases but hasn't hung around. There's still some snow, more to the west of us and this morning it was well below freezing. Still there are signs.
Last night we went to a nearby town for an open stage. My husband was performing BUT the sign of spring was the number of people in attendance. We come out like gophers when spring is close, looking for things to do. Winter sports are over or winding down and every one is restless. Any chance to escape for a while is welcome.
The dogs are restless. Scruffy, the Schweenie, loves his walks and now it's getting dry enough that he can run and sniff all the messages that had lain under the snow since last October. Yesterday, even though it was fairly cool, he found a patch of grass in the back yard and lay basking in the sun, occasionally lifting his head to sample the scents carried on the breeze.
The sun rises later because we've switched to daylight saving time. The real bonus is the longer hours of sunlight that extend the evening. It's hard to believe but in a few months, we'll hit the longest day. The gardens and yards are dull and fallow, waiting to be planted but it's too early. Only the debris accumulated over winter can be removed. That includes accumulations from our four-legged companions.
Still, even with the latest cool temperatures, the air is different. Spring is on the way. Hooray!
I've been married a long time and often write about everyday events.