Feb
14
2011
It was fifty outside and the thin pine trees were really swaying in the wind. There was a dull roar in the background. It was a perfect day to fly a kite except I didn’t have one. This whole week promised to be above average temperatures. Winter was winding down and this week was a preview of spring. I just checked: daffodils are poking their heads out of the soil. Yesterday we saw pussy willow buds. I am, next, searching for the primrose that come up even before the daffodils. Winter is winding down. Spring is now in the air.