I am gloriously, wondrously drunk on spring sunshine and the smell of fresh cut grass. I understand completely why Snoopy throws his head back and flings his arms out and just dances with joy. Everything just feels so alive at this time of year. Tulips are sticking their noses up about three inches to test the air, crocuses are acting like blinking neon lights advertising "This way to spring". People are out in droves, all smiley and smug because they think that they are the only ones who know it is finally spring.
I noticed the robins were back early this year and sure enough in the early morning you can hear the boys caroling for the girls. They aren't above a few late evening catcalls either. Salmo, the cat downstairs, caught his first mouse of the season. I still have my blue spray bottle to discourage him from trying to catch the birds. He doesn't eat them, just scares them to death. Stinker!! He sees me holding the spray bottle and goes the other direction, it has a pretty good stream and I am a dead accurate shot. I can usually land one good spritz up his tail feathers and that is enough to keep him on his best behavior for awhile.
All this happiness and notation of the world around me remind me of that song "This is the Day the Lord has Made" (May not be called this but that is how I remember it anyway.) It's kind of like Christmas without the winter boots. I feel cheery and friendly and want to reach out to people. I just assume everyone wants to see the birds and flowers and blue sky and so I happily chat them up and point it all out while passing them on the street. I feel renewed and refreshed and I hope that you all do too. It is such a great time of year.
Cheers
Jane