60 F degrees.
The air is softer and sweeter. The lilac bushes are sporting big fat buds. It feels like we pushed through the hard part and can now float happily into April. I’m watching Silk and Siete roll around in the dirt and shake off the last grip of winter’s hand.
I realize how ready I am to walk barefoot too in soft green grass. On this quiet gray day, all three of us girls are good.
4 comments:
I'm with you, so glad that winter is finally gone, and we are getting warmer temps. As for the girls, well there is nothing like a good roll in the dirt.
It's turned from rainy and gray to sunny and balmy here - not sure what's up with the weather forecast, but the horses have enjoyed the sunshine after several days of rain. They all rolled this a.m. but then got washed off by the soft warm rain! And now dry again in the sun.
There are few things happier than a horse rolling!
Lilacs are the one measure of spring I truly miss in Los Angeles. We went up to Bruins Woods at Lake Arrowhead one year for the Writers Guild Craft Conference and managed to find a real lilac tree outside our cabin and there's nothing which compares to the smell. They don't grown here. Perhaps they need a strong blast of cold to thrive (like stone fruits.) So I envy you the lilac. We do have forsythia, though.
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