Spring rush

Yesterday was warm enough to take Silvi down for a walk by the lake. She has little green boots with frog eyes on them, appropriate seeing how she jumped in every puddle along the way.

Spring gives me an adrenaline rush. I don't ease my way out of winter like a bear yawning its way out of hibernation. No, I pounce on Spring, like a drowning man clutching for a small rope tossed from the beyond. Then I get busy, making up for all the gloomy lost days of cold.

I honestly don't know how I make it through these Minnesota winters. I grew up mostly in warm climates, but I don't think it's the cold that beats me down. It's the lack of light.

It was a gorgeous sunset on Lake Calhoun last night. Lots of people out, many dogs for Silvi to pet. Perfection.

I can totally understand how people worshiped Apollo, god of light.