Well, it took until April 6th, but we finally hit 60 degrees. Yesterday and today have been the nicest so far. Was actually able to take the girls for a walk yesterday and will go again today when Brenna gets home from school. Spring is such a nice time of year. The weather is getting warmer, the leaves start to get leaves, the flowers start to bloom, you begin preparation for gardens (well, Scott does that), I just reep the rewards. Around here it also means snow is melting, creating lots of mud and puddles, wet grass and quite a bit of mess, but it does clear to brighter days. It is also the start of spring sports for the kids. Brenna starts softball and Ava and I start our morning walks, once it hits 60 in the mornings, probably not for awhile yet, but there is always hope. It also means school is winding down for yet another year for the kids and you start thinking about summer vacations, opening you windows, enjoying the beautiful weather, hoping you don't need your air conditioner too much this summer. Last year we only needed ours 3 days maybe even 2. I know that is not the same for Heather and Brent, who need it everyday and then some in Georgia. Virginia was the same. HOT, HOT, HOT.
What does spring mean to everyone else? That's a start for me.
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Spring means that the long winter (especially this year) is over. It means opening as many windows as possible to let the mustiness of having them closed for months get out of the house. It means yard work, but I'd much rather push a lawn mower and push and lift over 100 inches of snow. It means Brewers baseball (oh, we talked about that all ready). It means hitting the links for another unimproving summer, but hey a bad day at golf is better than a good day at work.
Most of all, it means summer is coming and all the things associated with summer is on the horizon (reunions, camping, sunlight 'til 9pm, cookouts, trips to Dairy Queen, etc...)
It also means that I'm going on a trip to New York in June/July and a trip to St.Louis in late July.
Man it's nice to think Spring.
Spring means renewal for me. Each year the world gets covered by a blanket of snow and ice that eventually melts and gives way to the brown it creates underneath. Then the sun comes out more and more and everything greens up, the buds come on the trees, flowers grow and the brown is replaced with vivid colors and smells that just are not present in winter.
This year will be a new Spring in a new place, so that means new smells, new sights and a whole new experiences.
Being able to walk without a jacket, wearing shorts, as you know I am one of the last people to give up my shorts and I look forward to being able to wear them every day possible.
Of course it also means baseball as Scott mentioned in an earlier post and comment, but it is accurate to say that baseball equates to the arrival of spring just as football means the commencement of fall. Go Brewers!!
It will be an intersting spring to say the least.
Thanks Dee for the terriffic post and topic!!
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