Yes, it’s only March.
Not yet spring here in Syracuse, N.Y., as our calendar will remind me for two more weeks.
Winter has been holding on hard, too, with several snow spurts and temperatures in the 20s (F).
That strength of the sun is stronger, stronger, stronger as the days get longer, longer, longer. Of that I have proof right in the backyard of my dear wife Karen and I’s beloved Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood.
Do you like our stripes?
Where the fence between Good Neighbor Tim and Lorraine’s place blocks the rays, the snow remains. Where the sun gets high enough in the sky to do its job, Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle has her grass.
Temperatures are said to be climbing into double-digits that start with 6 this week. The stripes shall be no more. Maybe I’ll go out there with Ellie B in my golf shirt and shorts and attempt to get a little first color on these pale winter arms and legs of mine.
Until the next snow hits …
Is it more winter or spring in your neck of the woods (or more summer or fall if you’re in the Southern Hemisphere)? When somebody says March, what season first pops into your mind? How high do the temperatures have to go before you’re outside in shirt-sleeves?