Yellowbells and Buttercups

Our walk this morning looked as if it would be a total wash. Jilda and I bundled up like homeless people and walked silently down toward the barn.
When we rounded the barn and headed back up the road toward the lower road, I noticed our yellowbell bushes were blooming.
A little further and I saw the buttercups peeking out and the sight put a smile on my face.
Spring officially comes a week from tomorrow. My first day of retirement will be the first full day of spring. Does that have a certain symmetry to it or what?
I'm off again tomorrow and I'll work my last three days before handing in my keys.
I'm ready for the next phase of my life.