I walked outside this morning, and it smelled different. It’s hard to describe, but it’s a very subtle change from yesterday. While yesterday was frozen, this morning I could smell the earth waking up. I wait for this day every year, for the very first stirrings of Spring. It always starts with that change in the air.

Sorry if I sound too cosmic, but catching that earth smell for the first time always gladdens me. These old bones are ready for Winter to be done.