Yesterday when I walked out of the house in the late morning, I got that first intoxicating teasing sniff of spring...that lovely damp-earth-emerging smell. The sun was out. Chickadees were chirping their spring songs. The chickens were really perky. I know I know, it's only mid-February, and in Ithaca we can expect at least another solid month of cold bleakness, and most of the really huge blizzards I have experienced here have all come in March or April, so I'm restraining myself from getting too giddy. BUT here's one small outburst from this Seasonal Affect Disorder sufferer... ohmyGOSHican'twaituntilit'sSPRINGandicangooutsidewithoutacoatandgorunningandseeGREENagainandmaybesunshinetooandopenmywindowsyesyesYES!!!!!!
Later, driving home, I caught another whiff of spring. A fresh skunk out on Rt. 79. mmmm.
Tonight it's snowing and my capoeira class was just cancelled due to scary roads.