The weather is slowly changing around here. The yard is still buried under several feet of snow (sorry, all you April Ice Out optimists), but the one-ton ice dams are crashing down from the roof and we hear a constant drip, drip, drip as the melting continues.
Yesterday, Bud and I were venturing out and I raised the garage door to find that the ice had finally melted outside it, revealing the driveway we haven't seen since 2007. From behind me, I heard Bud gasp the sort of gasp he usually reserves for Christmas morning.
"Mama," he marvelled, "The pavement came out!"
It is indeed a sure sign of spring. Once the pavement starts blooming, can the crocuses really be that far behind?