Mayday! Mayday! Spring is missing? Where did it go?
We zoomed from our chilly Spring weather to a whopping, summery-feeling 85 degrees – whew! The weatherman said it was the first time we hit a temperature of 85 since October 3rd. When I heard that, I agreed it was a long time; he later added it had been 210 days. But really?! We went from almost Winter-like temps to July or August temps in one day!
I had a spring in my step when I departed for my walk. It was breezy this morning and felt good walking with my hair in a loose top knot, the soft breeze teasing the tendrils around my face and airing out my brain. I thought I needed a jacket, and did not, and ended up looping it around my waist, so it did not hinder any feeding and picture-taking activities at the Park. Perhaps I need to have my mother dress me as that expression goes, since I’m having a difficult time finding a happy medium for what to wear these days, and I believe that mindset comes from dressing like Nanook of the North all those months.
This first warm day is to be savored, especially after the Winter and Spring we’ve just endured. As I crossed the parking lot at Council Point Park, I noticed how many vehicles were there. It was not only the usual walkers or joggers, but today the path was shared with pooches, bicyclists and baby strollers.
The greening of Council Point Park is finally coming to fruition, with a few more saplings unfurling their tender leaves.
In the neighborhood, the ornamental bushes and trees suddenly are dripping blossoms from every branch. Today I saw forsythia bushes and weeping cherry and magnolia trees.
Creeping phlox, daffodils, tulips and hyacinths now appear in dribs and drabs, poking their colorful blooms through soil and unkempt-looking mulch beds.
While there are not fifty shades of Spring on this first day of May, we’ll breathe a collective sigh of relief because we know the best is yet to come.