I think I’ve made it clear how eagerly I have been waiting for the arrival of spring. And even though we had some sleet over the weekend, I think we can finally say that spring IS here. I planted my pots of herbs a week ago and, except the basil, they have been outside since then. The leaves are getting bigger every day, the grass is green and flowers are beginning to blossom.
We just spent a relaxing two days about an hour north east of here and spent lots of time exploring and strolling along the St Croix River. I did not take any pictures but made sure to breathe in the pine scented air and soak in the emerging green. The air was cool, but vibrant green skunk weed and marsh mallows were bursting with life along the edge of a gently trickling verdant stream. Turtles sunned themselves on rocks while swans dipped upside down to eat pond delicacies. We watched all kinds of songbirds flit through the trees and took walks along the banks of the river.
Coming home this morning, I noticed that the leaves on the trees are already bigger. The air today is humid, smells like a different season and is supposed to reach temperatures that are decidedly more summer than spring. For weeks I’ve been looking longingly at other people’s photos of spring wherever they are and I am so glad now to see it here when I step outside.