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In early April of my freshman year of high school, my band took a trip to northern England for an international music festival.
It was the first time I had been on a plane and the first time I had been overseas, which was pretty damn cool.
But it was also the first time I traveled pretty significantly north in the spring.
And I was completely horrified by the weather. It was SO cold, all the time – and I was terribly underdressed with my tee shirts and windbreaker jacket. There was a day where it rained, sleeted, hailed AND snowed. In one afternoon.
I was never so happy to get home to my mid-60s sunshine and warmth when we got back.
I live in New England now. Where a friend of mine, one March, bitterly described spring as “the season of wintry mix.”
And we have had a pretty tough winter (though to be fair, I say every year, This was the worst winter ever!) this year. A lot of snow and cold temperatures. It even snowed this weekend.
There is proof of spring. I discovered it this weekend. Check this out.
You see those teeny green things poking up under the mulch?
Those are my daffodils. They are growing.
Even though our backyard still looks like this…
(Not going to lie to you, LOVED the sunrise this morning.)
… Spring is on its way.