Things I can hear...

I came home at lunch today, and when I let the dogs out back, I stopped and let the sun shine on my face, and I listened. It has been a relatively mild winter here in Boston, but it has still been winter. I have not sat out on my deck in months. I wear three layers of clothes every day. There are no leaves on the trees, and I have no plants growing in my yard.

And yet...

I could hear the birds.

I could hear the melting snow trickling in the yards around me.

I think I might have heard a few buds budding.

I think I can hear spring...