On the heels of my Friday declaration of Spring, Saturday brought a mild day. There was sunlight and temperatures in the 50s; the sort of day that makes me believe in good in this world. All over my town, people went out for a walk. We were like bears emerging from our Winter dens, blinking in the sunlight and tentatively willing to believe that we could leave our scarves and mittens inside.
The time change followed on the heels of the sunny Saturday and while I don’t enjoy the inky mornings, I do rather enjoy the longer afternoons. The knowledge that sunlight is being added to each day brings me such a feeling of promise and hope. Spring is always lovely this way; a blessing earned simply because I’m alive.
That’s happy!
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