Spring!

Spring arrived at 11 a.m. last Thursday. I happened to be outside at that moment. The flat gray cloud ceiling that covered us since February rolled back, as if a celestial push-broom had moved across the sky.

Warmth and light flooded the air.

Neighbors were ready for the change. By 6 that evening, gardens were bustling as if they had bloomed gardeners during the afternoon. Everyone was out with mulch, shovels and flats of plants to go in the ground.

During the next few days, crocus jumped out of the ground and forsythia, which had looked a little scraggly on Wednesday, were in full bloom by Saturday.
For those who remember the view out our window in the snow, here is the same tree prepping for green.

Now instead of stopping at the park for a few frozen moments before the sun set at 4:30, we are out at the park in the 65- to 70-degree afernoons until well after our usual bedtimes. M and MM have returned to previous loves of digging and swinging, their fiercest summer devotions.

We spent the first day of Easter holidays at one of the biggest city parks I've ever seen. It's Stuttgart's version of Central Park: on a ridge overlooking the city (historical tangent: Stuttgart is in a valley, a hard-to-defend position. I have asked several people from random residents to castle guides why a fortress was built in a valley. Most of the responses have been blank looks. My favorite so far is that there were other defensive castle to protect the city, but the castles named were over 30 kilometers away. If anyone knows please share. If I find out, I'll tell you)

Back to the park.

It has terraced gardens, huge soccer fields, ponds, fountains, giant playscapes, a small-scale coal train that takes you in a big circle around the park, a miniscule fair with two rides and a popcorn stand, a tower-ish thing in the shape of a christmas tree with spiral stairs going up. The reward for going up five long flights is a view of the city that is amazing.

The flowers there are just starting to bloom bringing waves of color into the sculpted flower beds.

Last weekend, it was to the Junges Ensemble Stuttgart for a kinder jazz concert. Four musicians (one plays with the Berlin philharmonic, one is a teacher at the local conservatory) get together once a month for a kids jazz concert. They write many of their songs and get everyone involved clapping and singing. It was our first time there, so it felt like being newbies at a Great Big Sea concert.

Now it's an easy Saturday of Easter egg dying and roller blading/bike riding.

Then next week, it is to Strasbourg to get Matcy and Granddad. Hooray!