Thursday Smiles (No. 4)

I love this time of year. The fresh crisp air, the wet green grass, the taste of summer on the wind. I love the daffodils that sprout up in the highway medians, how their bright bobbing heads seem to dance to a rhythm only they can hear while the rest of us race on by consumed by our busy lives. I love waking up to a foggy morning, moisture beading every surface, every sound muffled and ever so slowly the sun peels away the mist to reveal a sparkling blue sky.

There's nothing like those first spring sunsets, the enchanting colours of the clouds and the immediate chill that chases the sun over the horizon.

You can't beat the smell of spring flowers, first to brighten the gardens and paths of an awakening world coming to life. They seem to pop up everywhere and bloom overnight, soaking up both the intermittent days of sunshine as well as the life-giving spring showers.

The rain, oh the rain. Nothing like spring in the Fraser Valley. It's definitely not the time of year to be planning picnics but how I adore those spur of the moment walks in the sun, stealing the snatches of warm weather we are given, dreaming of summer. And how high our hopes soar as we dream of heat and vacations and days without rain.

Oh spring. You make me smile.