It seldom works out that the "real" first day of spring is also the day of the official vernal equinox.
As I took some mail out to the box this morning I noticed something entirely different: a mildness, an almost balmy lightness to the air. My grass in the big area in front of the house now has a definite tinge of green. And the cottonwoods are showing a hint of fuzziness along the slender branch-tips.
I know we stand to have a dose or two of Ol' Man Winter yet to come, but I'm marking this foggy, subtly aromatic morning as the real first day of spring here at Rancho Arriba.