by Laura DiSilverio
It's March 21, the official first day of spring. For a change, it actually feels and looks like spring--even summer--here in Colorado Springs. The temps have been in the 70s for a week, even touching 81 a couple of days ago. Skies are blue, winds are gentle and allergens abound. Ka-choo. I have entered upon my spring ritual of buying up all the Benadryl and Sudafed at my local drug store to supplement the daily Zyrtec I take year-round. Notwithstanding the fact that we'll have another snowfall or two before summer starts, I have seen enough signs of spring to feel that it's here to stay. What are the signs, you ask? In no particular order . . .
- Bunnies getting frisky (if you know what I mean) on my early morning walks with my dog, Marco.
- The robins are back, and the flickers are pounding on my chimney in their attempts to attract mates. (The noise drives Marco crazy because he can't figure out what it is.)
- Mornings are dark--I have to wait until after 6:15 to walk now--but the evenings are longer.
- Road crews are making the streets impassable as they repair potholes dug by Old Man Winter.
- I have a pack-a-day tissues habit. Ah-choo!
- We turned the sprinkler on for the first time, and spent half a day and dug to China fixing broken heads and locating a pesky leak.
- Fish belly white legs around town as people try shorts and sandals for the first time in months.
- I'm making plane reservations for my college daughter to come home for the summer. (Yay!)
- Catalogs full of summer clothes and cruise line come-ons are clogging my mailbox.
- An irresistible itch to wash every piece of fabric in the house--bedspreads, curtains, pillows, throws, etc.
What are your infallible signs that spring is here?