Here we are again. Spring is in the air, everyone is eagerly coming out of their cocoons after the long, hard winter and what is the first thing I see – besides glow-in-the-dark white arms and legs sticking out of shirt sleeves and shorts – a crazy person downtown on the street corner, dressed like the statue of liberty, trying to wave customers into their place of business to have their taxes done.
Personally, I don’t trust grownups dressed in silly costumes to promote a product or service. They kind of freak me out. I don’t even like the characters at Disney world. Now if they were small I might not have a problem with them, but I don’t think a mouse, a duck, and a dog should be so large and scary. And the painted-ladies (princesses) are even worse. But that’s just me. I don’t like clowns, and costumed adults are just clowns in disguise.
I’m not sure why a tax business would use the Statue of Liberty as a symbol of paying taxes anyway. Most people try to pay as little as possible, wait till the very last minute to send it in, and despise politicians who waste that hard-earned money on their own personal agendas rather than for the good of the people. Liberty is the farthest thing from anyone’s mind when they pay their taxes. Perhaps a man dressed like a slug or a leach would be more appropriate. The government is sucking us dry.
New fashions always come out in the Spring as well. Personally, I think the Bay City Rollers style will be making a comeback any day now.
Speaking of style–I saw a girl walking in short shorts, a tank top, and fur-covered boots today. Not sure if she was just being prepared for the snow forecast on Friday, or she has naturally cold feet.
I took the dogs in for their annual checkup, shots, and heartworm test. Came home much poorer, wondering why I didn’t adopt a farm dog. Farm dogs know they won’t live long. A tractor, truck, wild animal, or shotgun could take their life at any moment. They are working dogs. They live life to the fullest, jumping in ponds, wallowing in mud, and eating dead things, but don’t bother with preventative measures to extend their years on this earth.
City dogs expect good food, clean beds (preferably yours), and to live to be a nuisance in their old age. They don’t work; they just lounge around and get underfoot. They actually expect free healthcare and a chicken in every pot.
Another sign of Spring is the screaming children in neighboring yards. The child next door must have screamed “Daddy” at the top of her shrill voice at least four hundred times before she either gave up, ruined her voice box for life, or her father finally opened the locked door and let her in. I’m not sure which. I closed my window and crawled under my desk with my hands covering my ears.
Another sign of spring is getting stuck behind a tractor or some extra-wide piece of farm equipment on the highway. I drove fifteen mph behind a machine that looked like a really large torture device for about 2 miles and it only seemed like 20. That’s torture. We weren’t even driving fast enough to feel the wind in our hair. Rugby had his head sticking out the window and his ears didn’t even flop around.
Have you noticed any signs of emerging Spring? Leave a comment and tell us about them.
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I got kinda carried away after I read your blog and quick sketched a picture of you under your desk…
In Idaho, you know it’s Spring when you wake up every morning to a small snowstorm, but when you look outside a couple of hours later it’s sunny and mid 40’s.
Thanks, Katharine. I appreciate the attention to detail you seem to have:)
Vesper, I’m glad we haven’t had any morning snowstorms for a couple weeks, but MN is known for such random weather patterns even into May.
Another sign of spring is all the walkers out there…either they have really missed being outside in bearable temperatures OR they are like me and worried they won’t fit into next season’s clothing!
Ah, the Bay City Rollers – now that brings back memories. They were my first group that I was a fan of! I remember buying some knee length white socks with their photo on! Hmmm, that makes me cringe.
But, that was in the springtime of my youth.
These days spring is when I see the first daffodils first appear in the countryside around my home. This is a feeling that will never go out of fashion nor make me look back and squirm at the thought.
Yes, mumofsooty. Sometimes our memories are cringe worthy:) If the Bay city rollers style really came back I wouldn’t be surprised though. Usually it’s the worst of things that makes a return.
Oh, to see daffodils! My tulips began to poke through the ground and then it snowed again last night. Spring is slow to come this year.
A sign of spring in California includes long lines at the local yogurt places. That picture of the Bay City Rollers is just awesome, we want those shoes!