Tuesday, March 16, 2010

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt. ~Margaret Atwood

Yesterday I wore short sleeves and the kids spent more time outside than inside. Spring announced herself boldly yesterday, I found signs of the new season everywhere I looked:

laundry flapping on the clotheslines

the tips of daffodils poking into the sunlight...


my favorite springtime find in my mailbox: APT's Book of Summer!

To lie on fresh-smelling sheets reading this book is one of springtime's particular pleasures.
Spill it, reader. How does spring announce herself to you?

18 comments:

  1. I got to see and talk with my neighbors again and the other parents at pick up. In the winter we don't even get out of cars at school.

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  2. Just a few minutes ago I heard one of the sounds of spring -- the honking of a flock of geese on their way north. The lake is still iced over and there are still small isolated patches of snow, but spring is coming. I'll know it is here when I hear the call of the loon. That always happens the day there is enough open water on our lake here in n.w. WI.

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  3. I your title! I thought the same thing last night about the boys...hugged one of them and got a good whiff of that dirty sweat head that comes from spending all day playing ball or just running around like maniacs that have never seen the sun!

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  4. Sun! Less clothing, and open windows.

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  5. Lots of flowers.
    Being able to wear cropped pants and no socks.
    Children playing outside until it's dark.

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  6. Our tulip magnolia's are blooming now. My daffodils are almost done.

    Last night we brought back the family walk (thank you DST) and I'm buying herbs that I haven't planted yet.

    I love spring. best time of the year.

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  7. We live close enough geographically that our transitions are much the same: short sleeves...opened the windows...watching the kids play outside 'til dark...and taking the flannel sheets off the bed!

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  8. I was fortunate enough to hear Margaret Atwood speak, here in Art City, a couple of years ago. She is by far one of the most engaging and interesting speakers I have ever heard...with a wonderful sense of humor! (surprise, huh. Atwood.)

    I get to open the windows during the day....still too cold at night! And my bulbs are poking out of the ground, too...
    <3

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  9. Robins. Or bears. I've only seen robins so far though. One was pulling up worms and gobbling them down as I tried not to gag. Ick.

    BTW -- I loved your title of a fragrance you posted on my blog today! I think GREEN would go over really well!

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  10. I am so looking forward to putting up a clothesline. Just need to wait for the dirt to dry up and some grass to grow.

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  11. Big clumps of black dog hair on the floor....she knows even before the weathermen do. Our dog should be the groundhog!

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  12. She smells like dirt everyday, by the way, bath notwithstanding.

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  13. I never got into the house after work tonight--I flopped on my neighbor's lawn and we talked for 2 hours while her boys played. I think I'm sunburned.

    Spring, glorious spring!

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  14. Seeing college students in short sleeves and shorts when it's still in the fifties--they have warm blood!

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  15. She will announce herself this weekend with the first craft show...really it's about open windows for me and they were all open yesterday! Love it

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  16. Yesterday was the first time my boys got to play with all of their new neighbors. They were in HEAVEN! And my Tommy learned to ride his bike WITHOUT TRAINING WHEELS! And the boys were WHINING and COMPLAINING when we finally dragged them in at 6:30 for dinner. And it was still light out at 7. And I saw the sun. :)

    Yay Spring!


    Although our forecast says snow this weekend. Boooooohooooo!!!!! :(

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  17. This weather IS great isn't it! I've been able to dismantle the grill, clean some windows and straighten a bit of the garage. No clothes on lines here ... too many farmers with 'sweet country air' smells sending me into the "gag".

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  18. Give me sandals instead of boots!Snow melting and green on the meadows and on the hills instead of dun brown!

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Spill it, reader.