Signs . . .

  Laying in bed this morning  just before dawn, I began thinking about what my slice would be today. . . I usually have ideas before I sit down to write.  But this morning, laying there I had nothing!  I wanted to write about seeing signs of warmer weather . . . seeing signs of spring . . .after all, it is the middle of March.  But after yesterday’s weather . . . gloomy skies, cold rain mixed with tiny ice balls at times and temperatures hovering in the 30’s . . . how in the world would I be able to write about spring?  I pictured in my head what the first signs of spring are . . . grass beginning to turn from brown to green, early spring flowers popping through the soil brightening up the landscape with some much needed color, trees with buds just waiting to pop . . . becoming the perfect backdrop against a bright blue sky . . .birds . . . lots of birds singing their wake up call . . . birds with their bright red and orange bellies adding more . . . much needed color to the gloomy landscape we’ve seen for months . . . and of course the sun . . . the cherry on top of the sundae.  I smiled, laying there in the darkness of my room thinking about all the signs . . . wondering  . . . when will I be able to see . . . really see the signs of spring . . . will it be this morning?