I am not unique at all in the fact that I am ecstatic to see spring arrive. There is something about winter that changes our sourpuss faces into smiles. Living in a city that is known for receiving the most amount of snowfall in all America gave me no hope of seeing an early spring. I might have been frightened by the horror stories that I've heard about blizzards in April and sometimes even May. But alas, we may just have turned the page in the progression of seasons. Tomorrow we are said to reach 80, which is no feat for my fellow Indiana friends, but here, it will indeed put a multitude of grins on these fellow New Yorkers. Even the birds are elated to see the new life budding all around them. This morning my husband and I enjoyed melodic chirping sounds outside our window. The shades were pulled, so I couldn't see that cute little creature, but in my mind, this is what I was imagining him to look like.
Happy Spring everyone!
2 comments:
love it lynnsy! i was just thinking about how you are one of my all-time favorite artists!
thanks jayne, the feeling is mutual!
Love you!
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