False Spring

Last night someone mentioned how much they are enjoying our false spring. I thought it was a funny term, but understood it in the context of a warm couple of days after a cold spell, to be followed by another cold spell. This morning, I noticed birds singing, and again later today, as if they were saying that they too were enjoying the warm weather. Later, I dug in the still frozen ground and planted about 300 tulip bulbs, awoke still sleeping worms and tender shoots that are getting ready for spring. I checked in on my beehive, they were busy carrying out the dead bees from the hive and learning new flight paths. And I thought to myself, that days like this seem like a gift because we know that the weather will be cold again before it warms. Do we take for granted the days of real spring when days are predictably warmer and lead to summer? I felt so fortunate to be able to spend much of today outside and feel the sun on my skin, the dirt in my hands, the song of the birds, and to look forward to the tulips in my garden. What do you look forward to this spring?