A Walk on the Lake

I think that Spring may be near.

It is 32 degrees F. It's a bright blue day. For the first time this year, I can feel the warmth of the sun.

I can't yet smell the fresh earth, or the pollen of the trees. I can't yet hear the morning call of the birds upon their migration return. But the sun is here, I hope to stay.

I am taking a walk on Lake Hood. The little single engine airplanes are still on skies. Soon, the ice will be getting mushy and the airplanes will be taken off the lake for some weeks of shore leave. Wheels or floats will be put back on in preparation for the new season.

It's too early for that right now. But it's not too early to think of Spring.