Spring

The dog is bouncier. The sweet weather is here. By all standards this winter was unbelievable in its gentleness . One friend, who is a skier and snowshoer, pronounced it "This is the worst winter ever" on his facebook page, which caused me to laugh. But even with the mildness, I was caused to smile this morning as I took out the trash. There in the flower bed, was a single proud daffodil , with the color of spring shouting out to me. It had not bee there just a day ago, but it was there telling me winter is officially a memory, not only in date, but in fact.