Hide and Seek

Today was a lazy, hazy Monday. It seems spring is playing hide and seek with us. A few tentative buds are showing up on the trees, and the green growth of bulbs is beginning to burst up from the ground. A few daffodils are even blooming, making bright patches of yellow against the dingy brown undergrowth. But most of the green growing things are still playing it safe--hiding out against that last bitter storm, or the freak April snow we had a few years back. The birds have returned; their matin songs can be heard at sunrise now. Pretty soon we'll hear the cheeps of their little ones. The rabbits and squirrels are also stirring--even the bears are waking up.

The merchants, too, aren't sure they trust the signs of spring yet. I went to several stores looking for a simple kite. Nobody had them. They said they'll probably come in later in the spring. Well, there are still a few places where you can find piles of snow on the ground, so maybe I'm jumping the gun a bit with kite-flying. But it was quite warm today (about 60 degrees) and the wind was just right: a gentle breeze, but not too strong. When I told my haircutter about my quest, she said I'd inspired her to get a kite, too. Maybe we should all try it. Shouldn't there be a national "go fly a kite" holiday each spring? Sounds like a good idea to me. Just make sure it's really spring--you don't want to get caught in a snowstorm!