Yesterday it became clear that winter was over. I think many of us feel relieved unlike the snowman in the photo, to see the sunset on winter. Having one of the oldest and coldest houses in Middlefield makes you really appreciate this weather change. But my house has something going for it. When you walk onto our little front porch, you are greeted with a beautiful view of field that makes you feel like you're in Kansas. On the porch, sits and old rocking chair that just invites you in to enjoy the view. Chris had a sleepless call the other night and was welcomed home by the old rocking chair. Gunther the cat who waits for him to come home jumped right into his lap to assume his usual place. The old red clapboards of the house were warm to the touch. On a weekday, while the kids are at school, the old house has a quiet settle to it. As we sat on the porch you could hear everything like you were in a sound proof studio. Virtually no traffic passes by, nature seems to be playing Beethoven's symphony, Ode To Joy. The birds in the massive maple trees are the main instrument section while the the cat purrs as the percussionist. We look down and see hundreds of little bees buzzing around in the purple crocuses playing their part in the orchestra. Today's little miracle is right in front of me as my husband's comforting voice talks of good things. We are lucky to have these moments and I am happy that spring will invite more of them. I hope that everyone has lots of these as they bring happiness without all of the unnecessary extras. I wish spring could last forever.