“IS TODAY THE FIRST day of spring?” I ask my husband this morning.
“I don’t know. Check the calendar,” he says.
Check the calendar, because you certainly can’t tell by the temperature here in southeastern Minnesota.
While earlier this week we were walking outside in shirt sleeves, today we are wearing our winter coats. We all knew those 60-degree temps are simply teasers to the reality of spring. Such is the fickleness of seasons in the northland.
Still, today was beautiful with sunny skies and the promise of warmer days to come.
I spent part of my day outdoors, in the country, learning about maple syrup making.
It felt good to walk under clear skies, the wind brushing briskly across my face, my boots sucking into the mud along a field road as I headed for a ravine dense with maple trees. As I dipped my finger into the clear, pure, raw sap and tasted its hint of sweetness, I thought, life really doesn’t get much better than this.
Yes, this was a very good day, this first day of spring.
© Copyright 2010 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
(Watch for a future blog post about making maple syrup.)