Waking up this morning I was unmistakably warm. Peeling off my socks, I stopped a moment to strain. I could hear a cacophony of bird sounds right outside my window. I smiled involuntarily and went downstairs for my favorite morning coffee. Looking out the window, I saw the Sun was no longer directly ahead on the horizon, it was at an angle to my home. Skipping a beat, I peeked at my backyard, hint of green was everywhere.
Getting ready to leave for work, I reached for my regular winter coat and for a moment paused. I let the coat go and reached out for a lighter fleece instead. Out the door, I opted for the open back shoe over the boots I have been wearing for ages now. Humming to myself, I opened the garage to a pleasant chill rather than a burning cold on my face. I loved it.
The last time I felt this way a couple of weeks back, we were hit with a snowstorm a few days later. As much as I believe Spring is definitely on the way, I can’t help but be wary. It’s too soon to celebrate I tell myself. But the signs are there. The Sun is up earlier, it sets later. I am feeling cheery. It might be too soon for the mulch people to come over but my step is light and my heart is singing.