Feb
14
2010
Spring was less than five weeks away. I started my countdown. It was close enough to it. I do this every year. It is a little game I play. I am waiting for the warmer weather. The spring. The blackberries and raspberries I pick. My annual camping trip I take in May with my buddy. The explosion of life. The first flowers — daffodils. Everything. Every year I have a countdown. The winter that passes me and I endure just makes spring that much sweeter. Right now there is quite a bit of snow on the ground. I know in less than six weeks it will be all gone and the daily temperatures will gradually rise. My countdown is my anticipation of spring and what follows.
