Today as I was walking around my town and into Westwood, I noticed something that I have not for a very long time. The smell of the trees. Pine trees surround my home and streets yet I have not "smelled" them. I guess the weather finally warmed up enough where I could smell that  wonderful smell. I am only assuming this but it makes "sense" to me! (No pun intended) It has been so cold and frozen I guess the magic could not fill the air. Even though we have been told in my neck of the woods that we need to expect another snow storm come Friday (which just happens to be the first day of spring on the calendar), I think with the sounds of the birds, the ducks in the pond, and the smell of pine trees filling the air along with the smile on my face, today was the first day of spring.

FINALLY!!!

The wind is blowing tonight like it is the thing to do. Well it is apparently the thing to do, because it is not letting up. I am not afraid of wind , I am afraid of the huge pine tree that sits in my backyard that is probably close to 100 years old. (Or so I have been told) I think to myself that perhaps this tree may just be getting a little bit on the tired side, standing there majestically all these years. Keeping the home shaded in the sun and by all intents and purposes keeping the snow from piling up on this side of the house. All these years of being the home to different nests, allowing new young birds to take their first flight from her limbs. There's also the local dogs including my own that make her trunk their personal restroom. Do you ever wonder if they get tired? I do. Especially on nights like this when the wind is blowing something as big and beautiful as she, around just a bit much for my comfort!