Every year, it seems like spring is a miracle. It happens some time in mid-March. All it takes is one warm day. All of a sudden, sprouts spring up out of the ground that was frozen just a week ago. Dead looking branches are suddenly full of life when fuzzy buds pop out on maple trees. The ice melts off the driveway that we got tired of shoveling, and the sidewalk chalk comes out.
Another sign of spring is when your children start dragging dirt into the house and someone leaves muddy tracks on your freshly vacuumed carpet.
Spring is so fickle. We went on a hike last weekend in Moraine Hills State Park. As we walked, we began to shed layers in the warm sunshine.
As we neared the lake, the breeze picked up. We began to scramble to put our layers back on! That layer of ice on the lake didn’t help matters.
Spring. It can’t decide if it’s coming or going! I hear it’s supposed to snow on Monday.
Happy First Day of Spring!