Today Is the Day I’ve been waiting for—The First Day of Spring.

When you think of Spring, your mind conjures images of pastel flowers, soft green grass, and balmy gentle breezes. None of those pleasant images lurk outside my door, but the snow has disappeared. The temperatures may still dip below freezing at night, but the air holds hints of warmth it was missing just a week ago.

Icy rain replaces snow flurries. The ground softens from its frigid, tundra-like hibernation and melts into soggy sinkholes of squishy mud. Unyielding black tree branches now hold a hint of red, and their tips look fuzzy. Could buds be prepared to explode with the next warm day? The world waits in anticipation for Mother Nature’s nod, her signal it is time to grow and celebrate the end of another winter season.

Happy Spring, my friends.

Did you write yesterday? Are you writing today?

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Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer