Yes, I know, I live in Rochester. So…the fact that the calendar says it’s going to be spring on Friday shouldn’t mean a thing. Let’s face it, spring here usually comes at least a month late.
But for the past several days, we’ve had sunshine, and above-freezing temperatures often straying into the 50’s. I just can’t help but think that we really might end up with spring happening right on time.
I’m itching to go out and garden – at least long enough to get rid of the dead leaves we never managed to rake last fall. We tried to take the doggies for a walk in the lovely warm sunshine, but Murphy obviously has no clue how to walk on a leash and tried very hard to choke himself – we ended up turning back. Ah, well. Obedience classes start in two weeks – thank goodness!