Yesterday the temps hit 53. In Indiana, that's like opening the gate to Summer.
Cyclists were out, on motor and pedal. Tops were down on convertibles. Shorts, joggers, and long lines at the ice cream joints were all observed.
Sigh...Indiana is known for Hoosier Hysteria pertaining to basketball. People are nuts for basketball here, like Canadians love their hockey. Give us a temperature above 40...a different kind of crazy occurs. The craving for sunshine, looking up to a blue sky, and the balmy breeze of a mid-50's day...well, we just go nuts! There's no controlling us!
Today the corgi kids and I washed the car, and did our country drive afterward. All of their favorite farm animals were out, grazing, nipping at the short grass nubbin's. The big old draft horse, age 26, wandered over to the fence to get up close and personal with Addie. She hid behind the window, then popped up and barked. He just stood there and chewed, giving her the eye. She chickened out...what a weenie. Jake just gazes longingly at the three white faced sheep. Chin on the window sill, he quietly watches as their fluff shifts. They look so scraggly this time of year, and I'm sure they'll soon be shorn.
The birds are out, the trees are budding. I hope we won't have a nasty surprise one of these days. We're promised temps in the fifties every day this week. Can we handle all this joy?