Never mind that the mercury still stands at freezing when you get up many mornings. Or that those mountains and ridges of snow left by the plows have not yet melted away, especially in The County. Or that a knit cap and maybe even earmuffs feel necessary when you go outside. Or that folks living south of here are walking around in shirtsleeves and lolling under leafy shade trees.
The fact is that spring is really coming, although a little later than the calendar start on March 21. The buds are tiny, including the red sumac ones in Acadia National Park, but they are growing fast. The crocuses and forsythia are already out, and the daffodils have burst forth in many locales. Pansies are in the markets, ready to be set out. Lawns are turning green.
Ducks and geese are already flying north. An occasional robin hops around looking for worms. Red male cardinals come looking for food, often finding that the winter feeders have already been taken in.
People, as well as plants and animals, know that spring has about sprung. Summer rentals and eating places are already emerging from winter, like butterflies come out of their cocoons, their owners sprucing up for a new season. Folks are sweeping up the winter sand along the roadsides, sometimes with plain old brooms but increasingly with those spinning cylinders that cost more but make life easier.
And the snowbirds are starting to come back from Florida after waiting to be sure that the snow is really gone and the snow tires off the cars on the highway.
Yes, spring indeed is coming once again. And once again it seems that we will be saved from a “Year Without a Summer,” like the 1816 disaster when the eruption of the Mount Tambora volcano and low solar activity kept the Northern Hemisphere in continuous winter.