Do you know how I know?
It's not the crew setting up the temporary garden stores around town.
It's not the first robin that I saw today.
It's not the red tips of peony bushes pushing up from the ground.
It's not the person walking around in flip-flops--that's just pushing the season.
Nope. None of the above.
It's the ants that suddenly showed up in a swarm on my kitchen counter.
They didn't even stop first to build a mound in the sidewalk cracks.
I guess there is something good to be said about winter.