It’s the time of year when even the most die-hard winter lovers start to yearn for a change of seasons. I’ve been thinking of the various things that herald spring. For my chickens it seems to be Groundhog’s day. That is when they start their laying season. For me it is seeing the first tiny green shoots emerge from the earth.
For others, it is the change from snow to rain. And for my daughter and her schoolmates, it’s the reappearance of the ice cream truck outside her school at 3pm. Sigh.
