So, after our most recent bit of heavy snow (good packing stuff – great for snowball fights), we had what I think/hope is the last arctic blast of this season. As with the first two episodes of polar vortex breakout, I did waterline vigil, getting up multiple times in the night and making sure I still had hot and cold water running through the pipes, not frozen somewhere before that to the point of needing to wait until late afternoon before I could have my morning shower. Yes, I'm always bleary-eyed and needing coffee more than just wanting it after doing that, but it's totally worth the effort in my book. Besides, I'm used to sleep deprivation.
Signs of oncoming spring have been elusive. There are some birds doing what I consider spring singing, year 'round feathered residents claiming their territory. But I haven't seen any migrators yet. The robins have not made their presence known even to the folks who tell me I'm late in seeing them every year. My favorite little pussy willow, which normally is already in early fuzzy bloom, is only starting to bud. Trees are starting to show signs of life, but it's usually more pronounced by now, although my coworker who taps maple trees to make syrup every year says the sap is running and he wasn't talking about a political candidate, either.
But the days are getting longer and the sun is coming up more to the north on the horizon and is higher in the sky now. It's only been within the last two weeks, but I've noticed my cats are seeking out windows and the space at my balcony door during the sunny periods of the day. With the sun brighter and therefore warmer than the rumpled covers on the bed where the human was previously, they are basking their furry butts. I totally get it.
Thing is, even after the sun has moved on and the rays are no longer directly coming through the glass, they're still staring out onto the outdoor world, likely with as much anticipation as their owner of escaping the great indoors after all this time. But, while daytime temperatures in the 40s are friendlier, which is where they are now and are predicted to remain right until the last day of this now dreary winter season, they're still not inviting cats or humans to stay outside for any length of time. The snow is going away, but there still a lot left. Underneath it, though, is brown and even some green. So, the end of this winter solstice really is coming and will become a memory in less than a month. Honest.
If you have Daylight Saving Time where you live, it's likely starting this weekend, so don't forget to turn your clocks ahead one hour before you go to bed tonight unless the clocks do it on their own (some do).
Only 11 days until Spring.
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