Words Cannot Describe…
To smell the wet ground where just a few weeks ago endless piles of snow stood guard now give way to green shoots.
To hear the birds talking to each other and perhaps to us as well.
To hear the birds that sound familiar, telling me the sun is getting higher on the horizon, as well as the birds whose chirps I don’t recognize.
To see the blue sky which looked so dreary for so long.
To feel the warmth of our nearest star on my face and arms.
To ride down the path and see the trees awaiting the perfect time to reveal their new spring collection of green foliage.
To hear the spring peepers, unexpectedly, along the trail.
To have the wind in my face while riding my bike, reminding me that I can always feel like a kid.
To be able to try and tell the world what a beautiful Spring day feels like.