Today's newspaper featured an article warning that we shouldn't get too enthusiastic about preparing and planting our gardens, as it is still winter even if the sun is shining and the days are warmer. I know it's easy to rush the season, but this time of year --- the time between winter snows and springs green seems to be such a long time. During a walk around the block one day last week the fragrance of freshly turned soil in the neighbor's blueberry field was enticing and earthy. It made me so eager for spring! Today we again went out in search of signs of spring. There weren't many. Dried sagebrush, brown grasses, and bare trees --- nothing showed signs of growth or fresh green color. A bald eagle stared at us from a tree-top; flocks of coots in the river were startled as we drew near. A tugboat pushing three barges of wheat passed by, providing something else interesting to observe. Our walk over, we drove to the hydroelectric dam just in time to watch the barge pass through the lock. Sunset and calm along the river ended a beautiful day; just one day closer to spring.
Hurry, fair spring, please hurry!