Signs of spring in Michigan can be subtle. You must keep your eyes and mind open in order not to miss them. With the winter we've endured, I feel we are owed a decent spring. Yesterday, I saw sure signs that it's coming.
- First off, the sun which is a rare thing of late, was shining. The sky was blue. The thermometer read 48 degrees.
- Secondly, I only had to wear a long sleeved tee outdoors with a thin denim jacket. I was plenty warm. No wool required.
- Thirdly, I think I saw the tender green nubbins of my daffodils popping out of the ground. Yes. Greenery. I'm thrilled. This means the squirrel didn't get the bulbs! I don't think my irises can be far behind.
Best of all, and the surest of all signs I saw was the golfers. They're back. The course I drove past was filthy with them. My son and brother discussed clubs and new courses tonight at dinner. Trades were made. Plans were made. Must be spring.
This one is for you guys. I don't get your sport but this guy does. Tune in for the history of how golf was created.
Love ya guys. See ya next winter.....