The 16th of March- the light is changing, the newspaper stories of potholes abound, the calendars of cultural events that draws the visitors here are out, the ice on the lake shows a little thaw near the boat ramp. But this morning it’s a light snow.
We are starting to enter mud season, which is warmer but is definitely not spring. The rabbits are out and about. Pairs start to appear in just about every yard in the neighborhood and with yards of over an acre surrounded by woods.
The temperature may get warmer and sun brighter but it is not unusual for the daffodils to be blooming in May at the same time the ash is be just sprouting its leaves. Walking around today it is hard to find a sprout. The forsythia shows nothing anew, no bulges are showing in the garden, an opening for the shoots. The kayak really wants to come out, but the frozen ground and snow barricade the door it must come out.
Spring is a very short season blending quickly into summer. In the Berkshires we wait for spring and when it arrives it disappears quickly into summer. The seasons are special, they are worth waiting for…….. but I am impatient for spring.
1 comment:
Hi Jeff, Just realized that you are keeping your own blog. (I am the Amy from western MA who posts on Caleb's blog). Great writing and photos. Where in the Berkshires do you live?
I have always enjoyed your posts over at Sharyn's blog, so I am happy to see you have started your own. I will keep following.
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