They tell me spring is coming in this part of Austria. I'm taking their word for. It's cold and damp most of the time, although sunny. The most reliable indicator of spring here is not the buds on the trees, the sunshine, the blooming daffodils, or even the melting snow. It is apparently the faint but unmistakable smell of good old fashioned fertilizer.
Yes, the farmers are working the land, turning over the soil and adding manure to the fields. It's the good fresh country air, so they tell me.
Honestly it's not that bad. Hey if that means spring is coming I can live with it.
Had enough winter for a while, so come on spring!
P.S. went out to the back of the schloss after lunch and saw daffodils. So spring is peeking around the corner. Yay!
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