Desperate for an outside activity – and willfully ignoring the lingering mounds of snow and ice, plus a prediction for more tomorrow – the children and I set out this afternoon in search for signs of spring.
I first found the idea a year ago, when we were getting Your Big Backyard magazine from the National Wildlife Federation, publishers of Ranger Rick, which I remember getting as a kid. You can download a nine-space grid with things like daffodils, mud puddles, baby birds and tree buds.
We actually found some!
Once I forced the kids into their shoes and coats (Carla: “Ida wanna go outside!” Eddie: “But-Daaa-aaaaaaaad…..), the hunt was on. Our neighbor’s lilac bush revealed lots of anemic grey-green buds, and we found dozens of inch-high daffodils half a block away and across the street. Then I needed to step back inside to add milk to tonight’s pork chops with country gravy (Thanks, Cooking Light).
Naturally, by then, the kids didn’t want to come back in. (Carla: “Ida wanna go inside! Eddie: “But-Daaa-aaaaaaaad…..)