I awoke to, what I thought, was the sound of Canada Geese flying north...
My little heart gave a leap of joy!
There was a surge of delight, as that hope that ever springs eternal... sprang.
At last, I thought!
The warm weather, and melting snow, the blue skies are not a dream!
Here was the firm, solid promise of the advent of Spring that I had been longing for.
When the Geese are on the move, the new season moves from the realms of fiction to become FACT.
With a happy little sigh, I listened, for a few lovely, brief moments to what I thought was the sound of Canada Geese wending their squawky way North...
And then I realised that the noise was coming from the mini speaker under my husband's pillow, and that what I heard was, in reality... NPR.