I bought a book called Springsigns when I was a teacher. I think I still have it — I don’t think it was discarded in the recent purge of books. One year I used it to make a bulletin board outside my classroom. I hated bulletin boards, but I liked that one.
Therefore I use the word Springsigns when I see signs of spring, even though I’m always chastised by my software that it is misspelled.
Here are some recent Springsigns from my yard.
“I guess I’m happy for you that you have some welcome springsigns,” said the woman begrudgingly from the south, where summer belatedly arrived only this week, reluctant to say good-bye to the sun and send it on its way to her friends in the north.
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The woman is very polite.
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Oh my…beautiful! Greetings from 70-degree Vermont!
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