Thursday, March 20, 2014
In my little corner of the world, it's a beautiful, sunny day though the breeze is still a bit chilly. Walking along the river this morning I could almost feel the shift of the seasons. Winter's cold breath touched my neck, sending shivers down my spine, but I lifted my face to the sun's warmth, smiled at all the buds and flowers growing everywhere, and laughed at the exuberant dashing and darting of two happy wee dogs.
There's a sense of accomplishment in surviving Winter, isn't there? A certain smugness, that somehow, against the odds, we're on the other side and still standing. We might be slightly worn around the edges, even a bit worse for wear, but we made it, dear readers. Winter is officially over and the first day of Spring has arrived...