Waking UpPosted: March 16, 2018
Okay: A burst of color pushing up through gray winter brambles, the frog choir singing at night, a few warm, bluebird days. Though it’s not yet “officially” spring, we can feel the earth tilting toward the sun and life rising up all around us. On the way to the mailbox today, I stopped and turned my face to the sky to let the sun warm my face. What a fantastic feeling. Sure, there’s still rain and wind and chill ahead, but it’s somehow reassuring to know spring has returned. Now it’s time to chase steelhead in warming water, then springers on the Columbia, and then, and then… Here we go again, everyone. It’s time.