Spring officially began March 20. Daylight saving time also began last month giving us more sunshine hours. We continue to look for signs of warmer weather as Mother Nature can’t make up her mind what season it is. I’ve seen robins in our yard. It’s one time dandelions blooming are welcomed. Later, my husband will consider them weeds to be eliminated. Daffodils are adding their bright, yellow blooms to the blah-looking landscapes. Given a few April showers, grass will soon turn green. The roar of lawn mowers will replace the growl of snow blowers.
Lighter jackets are donned instead of heavy winter coats. Hats are left in the closet so the breeze can ruffle our hair. Some men will even be wearing shorts.
People are strolling as they walk their dogs instead of trying to hurry the animals along to get back inside the warm house.
Windows are thrown open to capture a warm breeze. Some people will be washing those panes as part of their spring-cleaning efforts.
Sights I no longer see are children enjoying the outdoors. As I look around our community, I wonder if any juveniles live here. There are no youngsters playing on backyard swing sets. The sidewalks boast no chalk drawings of a hopscotch design done by grade schoolers. No teenagers are gathered on a driveway shooting baskets through a hoop attached to the garage roof. Few are walking or riding bikes to school. Instead, Durand has a traffic jam about 8:15 every morning and 3:15 every afternoon as parents drive their offspring to and from the large, brick building.
Yesterday was April Fool’s Day. The best one I’ve seen on television is a farmer filling his planter boxes with miniature marshmallows.
Did you fall for any sculduggery?