We are on the cusp of spring.  The ten day weather forecast says every day will be at least sixty degrees and there might be one or two days that hits seventy.  Today is sunny and warm and I want to go out to celebrate the spring that is coming.  It is less than two weeks away.  Let us see when the robins have all come back and are on everyone’s lawn searching for earthworms.  This winter was mild and there was almost no snow.  I just don’t tolerate cold weather too well any longer and I am awaiting the first seventy degree day.

Spring finally arrived. Today was its entrance. The forecast said it would hit seventy today. The sky was perfectly blue with not a cloud in the sky and all I wanted to do was go fishing.

There was one small detail to overcome–I had not gotten my license yet but you get the idea how beautiful the first day of spring was. The countdown was over.

And I know it will have arrived for good when the days melt into each other and I no longer think about spring. We creatures take the weather for granted awfully quick but not too long.

This is a temperate climate. And the weather changes before you know it. Today I will celebrate spring. At least, for one day.