It is the 23rd of February and I don’t think it’s gotten above freezing for over a week. The “normal” high for this time of the year is about 45 degrees in mid-Missouri. I’m getting seriously stir-crazy. Especially since I’ve been confined to home with two very small children for most of the last 3 days because of ice, sleet, and oh, a dusting of snow, not enough to go sledding.
And yet yesterday when I went to get the mail, I heard spring birds. Lots of them. I stopped in the driveway and listened for a few seconds as my whole body seemed to take a breath and relax.
Any day now, God. Any day.