You Know It’s Spring When…

barefeetToday I walked Franco along the front pond dam, which has been accessible only with snowshoes until the past couple of days. I noticed the overflow was a bit clogged with dead cattails, so I gingerly walked out to the overflow. Not quite gingerly enough as it turns out. My shoes and socks got soaked. I took them off, and wonder of wonders, the ground was warm. Ahh! The first day of spring for me is when I can feel the ground with my feet.

Later on I walked Franko for a mile on the road with no shoes. What a delight to feel the earth under my feet again.

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