Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Spring Has Almost, Just About, Boldly Sprung

Finally.

Not that it is unusually late in the year for the first signs of spring, but the long, cold and dreary winter triggered doubts that spring would ever sprout.

Those doubts were cast aside yesterday.

The temperature topped 60 degrees. The sun shone bright and warm. With the extra hour of light, afternoon radiance lingered.

And perhaps best of all, our local ice cream shop is now open.

Shut tight the closing days of autumn, the storefront presented a dark presence in a line of retail shops on Main Street.

A few weeks ago signs began appearing on the store window. Opening in eight weeks…Opening in six weeks…and the anticipation grew.

Opening day was scheduled for last Friday, but snow on Thursday delayed deliveries.

The store opened its doors Saturday.

We were not one of the ice cream parlor’s first customers. We were out of town for the weekend, driving hours north into the cold tundra.
We got as far as Burlington, Vermont, spending the weekend with kids and granddaughter eating, reading stories, snowshoeing, and walking on a frozen Lake Champlain.
Lake Champlain (Burlington VT)
Walking on Lake Champlain, looking across the lake to New York state.
On the drive home we left frigid weather behind. We eagerly shed ski jackets, boots, gloves and hats, hopefully not to be worn again for months.

Monday dawned sunny and – dare I say it – warm! Relatively speaking, of course.

For the first time in months hub and I walked on the Boardwalk.

After dinner we strolled three blocks in the twilight to our neighborhood ice cream store and indulged.

Spring has sprung! 

Maybe these flowers - pictures taken previously in my yard
will reappear soon...