Spring Has Sprung

As winter slowly fades and the sun gently warms toward summer, there is always one day that marks the change. 

The air swirls around my suddenly bare arms, soft as bathwater.

Bright green leaves and grasses pop against the dregs of fall.

Flowers burst out in celebration.

And finally, finally, my heart and soul believe that the earth has once again been reborn.

Here in suburban Seattle, last Saturday was that day.

This week, even though the weather has once again changed to cool and rainy, and the overcast clouds menace just as they did in November, I see the wild daisies blooming in the grass.

And I know for sure that spring has sprung.