A Dickens of a March Day

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. --Charles Dickens

Mr. Dickens could have been writing about this day in our little village. Looking out the french doors this morning, the bright sunshine and clear, blue skies deceived me into thinking a walk to Starbucks to meet a good friend and fellow writer would be a good idea. I completely underestimated the March wind. Brrrrr.

The outdoor temperature may cry winter, but I do see signs of spring.  Little patches of green grass in the backyard confirm that warmer days are within our grasp. . .

and it won't be long before we see this. . .

and this. . .

and, of course, this. . .

What signs of spring are you seeing?

         "He who rules over men righteously, Who rules in the fear of God,
    Is as the light of the morning when the sun rises, A morning without clouds,
         When the tender grass springs out of the earth,"

2 Samuel 23:3-4

Nancy