I haven’t blocked Dale’s sweater yet and even though I’m been busying myself by knitting some smaller projects I don’t have any knitting to show you this week. However, yesterday I had the opportunity to go to Boston for some library type meetings and while I was there I couldn’t help but observe some very obvious signs of spring.
~Young men were playing baseball on Boston Common
~The wind was pretty chilly but the sunshine was definitely warm. Gloriously warm, in fact.
~We stopped for a beer on the way home and they had Sam Adam’s Summer Ale on tap.
~While at this bar we watched the Red Sox playing baseball
~And ate cherrystones. Even though we’re lucky enough to have cherrystones year round, well, they just make me think of warm weather.
~Finally, and perhaps best of all, when I got back in my car at the end of the day I heard spring peepers. To be fair, I did hear them last week but they were rather faint. Yesterday they were peeping their little hearts out and that was surely music to my ears.
Those are my observations of spring from this little corner of Massachusetts. What are you observing where you are?