Yesterday morning, I did my first outdoor walk since we arrived back from Texas 18 days ago.

Since we’ve been home, there have been spring blizzards, snow, freezing rain, and continual high winds, so definitely not conducive to an enjoyable walk outdoors.

It was wonderful to get out to my favourite local trails again and I saw a few definite signs of spring.

The water level in our river (feature photo) is higher than I’ve seen it in many years, and we’re still expecting run-off to come here from central Saskatchewan.

My excitement and happiness about walking outdoors again was dampened by only one thing. After returning home, I started feeling a scratchy throat and an earache. This didn’t surprise me, as cold and flu viruses are rampant here, and hubs has been fighting a bug for almost a week already. I was sure hoping I’d be lucky enough to miss it, but that wasn’t in the cards.

Since hubs became ill , we’ve both been testing daily for Covid, and so far, every test has been negative.

My Mom has RSV (a respiratory virus that’s circulating around southern Sask) and I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what we have.

I guess, at our age, we’re no longer 10 feet tall and bulletproof.

“Spring is not the best of seasons. Cold and flu are two good reasons; wind and rain and other sorrow, warm today and cold tomorrow.”