There’s a whipping breeze blowing through the open windows and the temperature is warm enough to walk with a short sleeve t-shirt.
The jonquils are popping out their bright yellow bonnets, voices of laughing children playing outside carry on the wind.
This must be Her blowing in with all her gusto pushing Old Man Winter away.
I feel like my walk has a lighter step…with a bit of a ‘spring’ to it. I’m off with my camera to walk the country road searching for signs of Her arrival.