Experiencing the Four Seasons

The warm breeze and greening grass felt like spring. Yet, on that breeze, I still felt hints of winter dampness. It was the first day of Daylight Savings Time, and I was opening a bale of third cutting alfalfa hay for the sheep. The rich, dense hay transported me to the time in October when it was made. It smelled of October frosty nights and the lingering summer days.