Mid-winter

I know we're still weeks away from the official start of Spring here in East Hampton, but for some reason this particular week in February always signals the end of the winter for me. I realize we may still get snow, and I know the temperatures will still be low, but somehow it seems as though the season is breathing its last and warmer days are soon to come.

Spring is such an optimistic season - all hope and anticipation. We look forward to the first green shoots to peek through the ground, we rejoice when we see the daffodils in bloom, we thrill at the sight of the buds on the trees, and the first mowing of the grass is like a balm for our souls. The smells, the sights, the action - we love it all. We don't even mind the work involved in getting our homes and yards ready because we're outside in the warm air, just enjoying the weather. Everything looks better in the light of early Spring. and everyone is happier then too!

We may be still in the winter here on the East End, but Spring is teasing us with its momentary visits and glimpses of glory. I'm already thinking about my hydrangeas in blossom...