A fast spring thaw continues here in Anchorage with snow melting about a foot per week in the yard. The white and dark green world of our long winter is slowly transforming with the emergence of large swatches of brown ground and old gray snow berms. A few bright spots of color are peeking out at the margins - the daffodils and muscari up against the south side of the house, the rhubarb on the snow's edge in the garden.
In the morning, the songs of robins and ruby-crowned kinglets greet me and Bhikkhu as we walk down the driveway to get the paper. The newly exposed ground presents the little dog with new smells and old ones that were muffled for many months. My less sensitive nose is slower to notice the earthier smell of spring. What I notice is the warmth. Even 30 in the morning feels warmer now than it did at midday a month ago.
The promise of summer will soon be fulfilled.
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