Spring

I awoke this morning to darkness as usual.  That moment when I throw off the covers and swing my legs over the side of my bed is usually the worst.  But then my feet find my fuzzy moccasins, and I go on with my morning.  I normally dawdle a bit as I get dressed, and then I walk outside into darkness to brave the concrete steps tumbling down the hill.  But this morning, there was a surprise.  Sunlight was creeping over the hill, and I could see the city.

I cannot wait until summer mornings on the porch in complete warmth.  But the signs of Spring are promising enough for now.