I think we have turned the corner from winter (if you want to call it that) and spring time. (Now watch -- we'll probably experience a blizzard about the middle of March.)
But I just kind of have that feeling "down deep in my bones" as they say. The thunderstorm we experienced this week, along with the warm breezes (and howling winds), seem to speak of the change. Out in the country there's a certain fragrance drifting here and there that whispers "spring has arrived" and draws those who are so inclined to get out and play in the dirt. Before long, flower beds will start showing traces of green and plants that long ago shed their green foliage will once again begin to blossom.
Around the county we have already been seeing farmers preparing the fields for planting while running up and down the roads in their (mostly) green and yellow machinery. The winter wheat is showing itself as a bright green carpet on the days we have sunshine. The goats owned by our friends have all brought forth this year's crop of kids.
In town, you can tell spring is just around the corner by the number of fundraisers taking place. It doesn't matter if you want to be Irish for a night or country for an evening, whether you want to support local health care or residential care and education for kids and teens, or you wish to support youth activities by testing your spelling skills or seeing how many facts you have stored away for a trivia contest, spring has become your time to shine.
There are also the spring musicals, spring plays, and "unlimited" wildlife banquets.
As for me, however, I look forward to spring for entirely different reasons. I think about how the promised change of seasons will bring warmer water temperatures to local ponds and lakes, which will kick the Crappie and Bass out of their lethargy and into action -- feeding voraciously to gain strength lost over the winter in preparation for their aquatic dating rituals, better known as the spawn.
Then we will know spring has truly arrived. And I can't wait to turn the page.