Harbingers of North Country Spring

In my part of the country, spring is a gloriously beautiful season, but its arrival is unpredictable, to say the least. I’ve lived in northern Vermont for many decades, and much of the time I’m completely content to be here. For a good part of the year, the gently rolling landscape around us is as verdant and luscious as any Eden. The people are friendly, the traffic on our roads is negligible compared to what it is like further south, and life seems comparatively free of stress.

There is just one thing I can complain about, and I do. Every year, we have to wait, and wait, and wait for winter to be completely over and for spring to arrive. Yes, I know from long experience that spring will