John Deere/Future Farmers of America set 6- 16oz plastic glasses.
We've hit that time – that splendid, expectant, uplifting, sensational time – when we're pretty sure winter has ended, that our lives will be more sun than rain, and the entire region throws open the windows and doors and bursts outside.
When that happens anywhere, it is a happy, life- affirming time. But here in Northern California and particularly in the Sacramento region, it's extra- special happy, 'cause we get a pretty darn good spring.
Right now, it's not exactly about spring, so much as it is the end of winter. It's the communal relief that bad weather (our version) is over and we can go outside again, live outside, because in this region, that's where we live.
But it's about spring, too, because spring here is extraordinary. The green suddenly explodes. Trees that were just sticks are instantly thick and lush. The grass, the shrubs, the hills, every view outside has vibrant, resonating shades of Mediterranean green. You close your eyes, you still see green.
But mostly, it's about being outside. Not so much the beach-sitting and boating and picnicking of summer – though those things are... Source
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The thunder clap makes all of us stop. It’s one of those loud, long, rumbling ones, the kind that rolls around in your belly like when you hit one of those hard, deep potholes in your car. It shakes the window panes in the old house, and in that initial crack, we all duck into ourselves a bit, feeling that split second of doom that big summer storms in the Georgia countryside often cause. My kids are throwing the Frisbee in the downpour, and they freeze for an instant as well. I start to tell them to jump inside, here under the porch and wait it out, but before I get the words out they’re leaping the puddles, heading in my direction. Smart kids.
The weird thing is that on every porch that I can see on the block, people are out, watching the rain, listening to the thunder. I don’t know if they’re passing time or just immersing themselves in the strange beauty of the storm, the sheets of water, the muted light, the heaviness of the air. But we’re sharing it, my wet, dripping kids, the dog across the street who’s sticking his nose out from under the tar paper roof of his doghouse, and the old black man on the opposite corner, folded into his porch swing, puffing on a pipe. We’re all watching, and waiting for the break.
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A&L: Memories of Back-to-School Times To name a few: the sound of rain on the roof, the scent of freshly mowed hay, the aroma of nutmeg and cinnamon, and the sound of a John Deere A tractor.
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