Tuesday, March 10, 2009
This weekend, Chesapeake Bay Daughter and I went to Bethel Beach because the weather was spectacular. This picture is rather dreary and does a good job of concealing the warmth of the day, but it was in the 80's. At one end of the beach a family was enjoying a picnic; at the other someone was flying a kite. In the middle of these two was Chesapeake Bay Woman, rolling around in the sand, trying to take decent pictures without someone calling the law to report an escapee from an institution. This time she was successful, although Chesapeake Bay Daughter made herself scarce during the whole wallowing episode and did a wonderful job of pretending like she didn't know who I was. I'm starting to get used to this sort of treatment.
A week ago, we had our first (and likely only) major snowstorm. For the past three days, it's been in the 70's and 80's.
A week ago, there was no sign of life other than a few spindly daffodils trying to push through the ground. Today there are daffodils in bloom along the roadside, and some of the trees are blossoming.
A week ago, I would arrive home from work in the dark. Today I still had an hour or more of daylight.
A week ago, I was buying windshield de-icer from Wal-Mart. Today I bought cat food and some light bulbs, which has nothing to do with spring and warm weather but I am not known for making much sense.
Spring is announcing her arrival, and I'm rolling out the red carpet and a welcome mat.