Day 17/31 #sol19

Ahhhhhh. Those first few warm days that signify the coming of Spring.

When I was growing up in rural Vermont, those first few warm days always started out so fresh and full of possibility. The sun generally hid behind high grey clouds from early November, so we needed that seasonal shift. We heard the birds chirping outside, pushed aside the curtains, squeaked open the wooden sliding windows, blew the dust off the sills, took some deep breaths of that long-missed sunshine, and felt the warmth of the air on our faces.

Of course, those first few warm days also coincided with the first big manure spreading in the fields below our house.

As I opened my windows today in Colorado, under loud birds and impossibly blue springlike skies, I laughed as I remembered that feeling of urgency as we rushed to get those deep fresh breaths in before the aroma of the spreading hit and we cranked everything closed again.

And then I relished the fact that today, I could leave my windows open all day long.

4 thoughts on “Day 17/31 #sol19

Add yours

  1. Beautiful vibrant blue skies where you are!! Great photo!
    Thankfully, no manure. I had to shovel chicken sh*t on Friday and was super stinky. Thankfully that smell is all gone because we’ve finally been getting some dry days.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

A Website.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: