The next morning, as is typical after a storm, the air was fresh and alive. The songbirds were more eloquent than ever and everything was green and lush from the night's rainstorm. Spring is such a capricious time of year, moody in its way, much like a teenager. One day the weather is fine, with balmy temperatures and ideal humidity. The very next, we have a hard freeze warning across a tri-county area. Rain, snow, sleet, sunshine, hot, cold, and everything in between, spring brings it all. Thunderstorms are more common around here in the summertime, but in spring, anything goes. Today, the air brought promise. Once the fog and low clouds cleared, the temperatures warmed and the day was perfect. We planted fruit trees, moved the sheep, grilled pork chops, and hung laundry on the line. Optimism filled the day; it seems like anything is possible on a day such as this. The greenhouse is bursting with tomatoes, peppers, squashes and lettuces, and the garden has had its second tilling. The sheep and the horses are shedding their winter woollies, the trees are exploding with greenery and the hayfield is already starting to wave as the wind catches it on its way east.
Tonight is the Full Flower Moon, at 11:35 pm. A "supermoon," as the distance of the moon to the Earth is the closest of the year. A moon that will appear enormous, full of possibilities, mystical.
Just like Spring.