Sometimes I write about subjects. Usually I just write about stuff.
My one and only daffodil bloomed a while ago now, but I don't consider it Spring just yet. Sure we've had some relatively warmer days, but not cosy enough to walk around in shirt sleeves. Spring for me begins when I don't have the heating on for several consecutive days. I guess that's an age thing.
it could just be a considering Spring to be warm thing. After the official first day of spring it went back to being dreary and even kind of cold here, so I don't really feel like it's spring myself, once we get another sunny day which motivates me to go out where there are trees and stuff, I expect it shall return. Of course, Spring also brings a lot of rain and wind and crazy weather so there's that to look forward to.
Yesl, Spring for me has become so synonymous with warm weather, frolicking lambs, and the stirring of the blood (so to speak) that If at least two of these conditions don't obtain, then it aint Spring, regardless of the month.
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