Well look who finally decided to show up

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So I looked out my window this morning, and do you know what I didn’t see? That’s right, my neighbors. Turns out that sometime in the middle of the night while I slept soundly in my bed to the sounds of pouring rain, Spring decided to show up.

Granted, this arrival wasn’t unexpected, but I was beginning to loose heart that it would ever show up. I suppose that this shouldn’t come as a complete shocker to me as it seems that every year the story is the same, March 21st rolls around and nothing happens. No Robins, no bright yellow bushes, no brilliant green leaves budding on trees. Yet sometime between then and now it slowly creeps up. So slowly that it comes upon you with such suddenness that it catches your breath in your throat.

True, part of that breath catching thing could be caused by the increased allergens in the air, but I’d like to be a bit more optimistic than that. I would like to believe that that despite my number of years on this earth, I am surprised anew each year as I see the world around me come to life. That my heart some how swells a little as I take in the beauty of creation, the promise of hope, and the chance at a new beginning.

I love how the air crackles with birth and how I am flooded with a cacophony of smells.

To see the birds.

To smell the flowers.

To watch at the neighbors around me slowly disappear in the foliage that is waking up.

It’s the little things in life that make me happy.

So go outside, take a walk, enjoy the world as it wakes up from the winter slumber.

That’s not just a polite suggestion.