March 2nd

I don't remember when the bright brillance of the sun started streaming into my houe but it has and I just noticed. It's hard to believe I didn't realize the sun was out and the harsh winter is almost over.
Yes it has been a harsh winter for at least half of it. It makes me yearn for usmmer when the wind is warm and the smell of hte green trees fills the air.
It's the time of year when I get my hands dirty tilling my soil. The shovel heavy in my hands as I lift and turn. It also provides some physical therapy.
The smell of the dirt, the feel of sweat runing down my forehead, my muscles pumped up with exhileration and the feel of the hot sun on my back — all things I cherish.