As we near the end of February it appears we will be hit with another bout of snowy weather.
Meanwhile, my head has been in Spring for the past few weeks despite the sound of ice on pathways under my boots. Even as snow and wind whipped by my face as I skied down a slope the other weekend, my mind still drifted a month into the future.
That's what my job will do. This is softball, baseball, Easter Egg Hunt, and Summer Playground Program preparation time. There have been times that I've stopped, looked outside and wondered if anything would really melt in time for any of those things to be possible.
This is the time of year everything is going at once and nothing ever really stops until mid-Autumn. It's a pace that will drive me crazy if I let it, so instead I'm trying to remember what a crocus looks like. What's a crocus again?
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