That’s what I notice since DLST. The tones are more spring like now. Some other signs are out there too…the season is marching on. The browns look more golden just now. This golden effect is amplified by temperatures hovering near 70 degrees. It encouraged me to walk out further than usual. Soaking up the solitude much like this old tire. The soft breeze and occasional frightened duck is all there was to hear. I expect the ditch will soon be flowing fully again but for now it’s a slow, muddy flow. Standing under this windblown tree I relished the moment. I find the solitude empowering somehow. We’re on the edge of town…we enjoy the benefits of city and country here. I suppose this are will be developed sooner or later…for now, I’m enjoying just how it is. I’m still drawn to the cat tails…these two clung to each other and seemed to sunbathe. Once the ditch flows full strength the pond will refill but for now…dry as a bone. Sunsets have such an amazing hue. We take advantage of the warmth to clean out Sal’s cage. He goes for a walk in our grass wile we clean his domain. One last glance at the changed light before heading in.