Happy first day of spring, everybody!
Gold star comment in the thread comes from mr. herriman:
sweet little tiny red-headed bird was hopping around a bush this morning wishing a happy spring to all his little woodland friends, and then my dog snatched him up and killed him.
i feel awful. nothing like that has ever happened with my dog before. i never saw it coming.
i’m sorry, little bird. R.I.P.
At least it’s not snowing, right?
At least it isn’t snowing.
Doh! Didn’t refresh in time.
And at least it’s kind of warm. I’m sick of the cold.
It’s sunny in Wallingford. But, then again, it always is.
@4 Agreed. I like being able to leave my scarf at home and leave my jacket open a bit.
Mind you, now it’s the fun time of year when the first thing I do when I get off work is take my gloves off…
It’s not about the current weather.
The thing that’s significant about today is that the DAY is equal to the length of the NIGHT.
I’ll take some cruddy weather. Just give me some daylight.
Sufferers of Seasonal Affective Disorder: You made it through the winter. It’s going to be okay now.
So..you just want to be Dan Savage 2.
You’re too educated for that, but okay.
sweet little tiny red-headed bird was hopping around a bush this morning wishing a happy spring to all his little woodland friends, and then my dog snatched him up and killed him.
i feel awful. nothing like that has ever happened with my dog before. i never saw it coming.
i’m sorry, little bird. R.I.P.
I’m with 4 and 6. I can wear a lighter jacket! No gloves! (I’m still wearing a scarf, because I love my scarves and the Sounders deserve it.) The warmth is what gets me excited more than the sun.
I’m with Lenny on this one. I can deal with cold and rain, just gimme some goddamn photons.
The first day of Seattle spring always bums me out…it’ll stay cold and rainy till late June.
Is it time for naked frolicking in the Quad yet?
Please don’t arrest me, Officer, I was just looking for my clothes…
There have definitely been worse winters here recently. The snow thing sucked, but we had a very sunny and warm fall 2008 followed by not a terrible beat-down at all this winter. I’d look it up and all, but seems like we have to be on the lower side of the rain scale this winter.
@13: pretty sure that comes May 1:
First of May!
First of May!
Outdoor fucking
Starts today!
I offered the first Crocus to the Gods, and planted some Hellebores and Frittilaria. Yay Spring!
Yes, spring is the time to switch to Rose stealing instead of the red
first off, the snow was FUCKING AWESOME. more blizzards that paralyze commerce, PLEASE.
pretty certain this needs more John Roderick.
That’s gotta be an omen or something. Like, if the groundhog doesn’t have time to see his shadow because an eagle swoops down and devours him, what would that mean?
i just spent three days in vegas where the temps are 30 degrees higher than here, not a cloud in the sky and it was FUCKING AWFUL !!.i got back last night and the humid cool rain made me feel trippy fuzzy inside.
of course everybody on the #194 from the airport was grousing about it but i walked around in a t-shirt just to feel real air on my skin.
why should i wait until may
when i could fuck outside today !
@mr. herriman, my normally sweet-as-pie dog once hunted and killed a field mouse that had made a little home for himself in a fucking railroad tie. he might as well have murdered mrs. frisby! i was devastated. sorry to hear your dog murdered something adorable, too.
Dear Guy with Dog at Carkeek Park this morning:
You illegally took your dog down onto the beach (NO DOGS ALLOWED conspicuously posted all over the place). You allowed your dog to chase the flock of wildlife off the beach and into the water. Despite the fact that the flock was on one end of the beach and there was plenty of room far away at the other side of the beach, you then proceeded to throw the dog’s ball INTO the flock of ducks and locally uncommon and shy Brandt geese. The dog dutifully and gleefully chased it’s ball and the flock, scaring it some more. You did this repeatedly.
When I confronted you, you denied any wrongdoing.
Dog: just being a dog.
Owner: just being an asshole.
Thanks, Snargent.
** sniff **
Sorry about Mrs. Frisby, too.
Onward and upward with spring, and no more depressing posts from me for a while, I promise!
@9: Did he bat the little corpse around between his paws before delicately disembowelling him, leaving a scattering of feathers on the ground?
I always enjoyed the first robin of spring.
My cats used to bring him or her in.
If I was lucky, he’d be dead, but they usually figured it was more fun if s/he was alive …
Will – that’s depressing.
And by the way, robins winter here. The live here year-round. So there is never a “first robin of spring.”