fruehlings erwachnung, weiter

It's that day -- the day of spring, where I can go outside and *know* i'm not going to suffer the consequences.
I can wear just a t-shirt (with pants) while, say, hauling buckets of water from a river in Lanaudiere, on snowshoes, while taking care of a rustic beautiful cabin all by myself. (There was no cell reception up there. So refreshing.)

And knowing that, even if the melting crust of ice over the river breaks off and I fall in, and the unheated cabin is a steep snowslope + 100m away, nothing bad will happen. It's Spring. It's awesome.