Today, I decided, was my first spring walk ever with Wish - "spring" representing a state of mind, because 1) technically we brought him home in the springtime (last May) and 2) technically it is still winter now. But this evening felt like a true spring one - the kind where you ditch your hat and mittens at home and don't miss them even once, when the sun is shining past 6 p.m., when a zillion neighbors decide to go for a stroll at the same time. It wasn't even that warm - no more than 40 degrees - but it felt like the season is shifting, and it was delightfully easy to forget that there's still snow in the forecast.
The first springy evening, I decided, is one of my favorite weather moments of each year.
Wish liked it, too, wet paws and all.