Dodging Puddles

The sun was dim most of the day giving just a hint of light. Snow banks line the perimeters of any standing building now in great mounds. It has been this way for more than a month with a fury of successive snow events. So today from the safety of inside one thinks winter. Cold. Ice. Snow.

I dash from school to pick up my youngest; my down jacket zipped to my neck. The sun stronger now, I dodge a few puddles and note warmth. Toying with the idea of removing my jacket, I convince myself it is still winter. Driving off I glance at the digital temperature gauge on my car. 55 warm degrees. Suddenly, I begin to sweat and smile.