Signs of Spring in the American Midwest

 In the winter here in the Midwest (Illinois, where I was born, and Indiana, where I now live), the days are fraught with planning ahead.  We need to dig the snow shovel out of storage, put the ice scraper/snow brush back in the car, find the ice melt shaker, and keep an eye on the weather forecast to determind when or if one needs to stock up on food or vices of choice.  Liquor stores and smoke shops will see an uptick in sales.  Those with disabilities (like me) need to arrange for a company for snow removal over a certain amount.  To say I am fortunate to be retired so I really don't have to worry about getting up and out on a snowy/icy morning is an understatement.

Slowly, slowly, over the weeks and months of isolation due to cold, etc., the season gives way to signs that spring is coming.  First come the sprouts of early spring plants and flowers.  Tulips, daffodils, sedum, grape hyacinth, and crocus all pop through the soil, and sometimes through snow.  Then come flocks of geese flying north, and sandhill cranes even higher up but still hearable.  Sometimes, simultaneously, the robins will arrive from the south, and the spring peepers--the little chirping frogs--will brighten the air with their sounds in the evenings.  Of course, we will also get a hint that spring is well on the way when the temperatures rise to tolerable.  People are out walking their dogs and their children, just soaking up the warm air and sunshine.  

My friends, spring has arrived in Central Indiana.  My sedum is up.  I have seen my first very welcome robin (in my front yard on the day after my birthday).  Friends have heard the cranes and the peepers.  New life!  Rebirth!  Getting ready for Easter, which is early this year.  It sure feels good to have the windows open and the outside smells coming in again.  Love it!