Saturday, March 20, 2010

Spring Has Sprung.

"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade."
~Charles Dickens

Today was the first official day of Spring, and I'm so glad that it actually felt like it. For some unknown reason, I woke up at 5:30am and was WIDE awake for about an hour or so. Just me. Alone with my thoughts.

Mercifully, it being Saturday and all - the only day I really do get to sleep in, I fell back asleep for a couple of hours.

Shortly before nine, and much happier about the hour, I awoke and started my day with blueberry cornflake cereal, got dressed, went to the gym, worked out (HARD), then went to the grocery store and successfully stuck to my monetary limit while still buying lots of delicious fresh produce.

The middle of the day brought a rousing rendition of "Tradition," when I saw a great local production of Fiddler on the Roof. I must say that the fact that the fiddler was actually a woman, really threw me. I never really got over it. They're all double cast and her MWF counterpart was male... but she most certainly wasn't and it was a little distracting. But overall, the show was quite enjoyable.

The middle of the day also brought the warm sun. My steering wheel was actually hot when I got in the car. Nice change, as long as it doesn't continue to get hotter.

The first official day of spring ended with an indoor picnic. Yes, indoors. Yes, a picnic. In March. But the abundance of delicious salads quickly took my mind off the fact that it might have been a little weird to be having a picnic indoors in March. :) Mmmm... I love salad.

Beautiful weather. Spring, oh Spring, please stay. For. A. Good. Long. Time.

Photos courtesy of me.
(The first one was taken in May 2008 on the Manti Temple grounds after my friends Andrea and Mark got married. The second one was taken in April 2006 at the Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point.)


Lindsay RC Wilson said...

I can think of a few other rousing renditions of Tradition.

eclaires said...

Haha. Ah, yes. Those other rousing renditions, of which you're thinking, were definitely more rousing. :) And to think what they would have been like if we'd known about the pants dance back then...