Signs of Spring

Chalk art. In the form of butterflies, flowers, reindeer, and hearts scattered on the driveway, patio, and garage floor. Chalk pieces, pulverized by bikes and cars, can be found in similar locations.

Moldy Uggs. Fake ones, of course. Stiff from finally being dried out, they've been forgotten in lieu of flip flops and crocs.

Crocus stems. I say stems, because I didn't spray these little gems early enough and the rabbits have already feasted on the blossoms.

Shorts. It doesn't matter if it's 45 degrees in the morning, because by recess my kids are "so hot!"

Fundraisers. Why do 90% of non-profits seem to have their dinners and galas in the same three weeks of April and May?

Snow. We live in Minnesota - need I say more?

Tennis court trauma. Our neighbors in the back may not have the nets up yet, but scooters and bikes have made an early entrance.

Dried leaf cyclones. Leftovers from the fall that caught in the bushes snake their way onto our driveway and form annoying spirals with each new windy day.

A frenetic puppy. Through the cold of winter, small wildlife seemed so much quieter and out of sight. In these lengthening days, the singing and chatter of birds and squirrels now keep Millie pulling on her leash when outside and running from window to window when inside.

Cousin camp inquiries. We haven't even been to the cabin for Memorial Day, yet our kids are wondering about three days of family frolicking that don't take place till late August!