The signs of spring…

It occurs to me that the shift from winter to spring is similar to childbirth.  Winter is the labor – too long and too painful.  Spring is the birth – the joy, the hope and the possibilities.

Here we are with only a handful of days over forty degrees and the days of sub-zero are already starting to erode from my memory bank – not unlike the way the memory of the pain of labor erodes after the birth.  Today I saw some of the tell-tale signs of spring – kids playing basketball, people out walking, my neighbors sitting outside visiting.  When I went to the store I saw other signs – drivers with windows down and sunroofs open, motorcycles and one of my favorite harbingers of spring (aside from daffodils and robins) – attractive male runners who run shirtless.  Yum, yum, triple yum.

Ah yes, spring is finally here in earnest and I am feeling happier by the minute.  Signs of life are starting to emerge – just like a new baby full of promise.  Give me a few more weeks of attractive shirtless runners and I won’t even remember winter…let’s hope I remember to watch the road. ;-)

Day six hundred and forty of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

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I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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One Response to The signs of spring…

  1. Katherine says:

    Our crocuses are blooming and the tulips and daffodils are pushing through. It’s wonderful!
    And, we have lots of runners.

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