Me and My Shadow

I can feel it coming.

The sunlight cuts through our windows every morning. Brighter. Stronger.

Robins trickle back into our yard, serenading the trees from their clay-colored chests.

Snow banks turn to puddles of water, quenching the thirst of the crisp, dry ground below.

Signs of Spring have arrived in New England. Although the temperatures are still in 40’s and low 50’s, it is finally above freezing. We no longer wear coats. Just sweaters.

I’ll take it.

Best of all, our backyard is showing signs of green (albeit crabgrass). The sun hangs around later each day, giving way to more time outside. More time to feel the warmth of the sun kiss the back of our necks.

More time to capture time together.