I remember it was a fine mid-spring day. The trees seemed to have mixed feelings about bringing back their leaves as the trees were speckled with buds or leaves that had already opened. There was a small breeze, of course, but it sent a familiar chill up your spine. The breeze whispered as it passed by, 'Winter is has left in the physical sense, but it left us behind to freeze you!'. It was 6:00 pm in the evening and the cars on the road had begun to diminish. The sky was an arrangement of fiery colours, starting at the sun and bursting off every cloud until it cooled down and turned blue in the opposite horizon. The sounds of birds seemed to fade away as they flew over head in the northern direction. The only major sound I could hear was the shuffling of my feet, my dog's collar, and the occasional bark from a dog trapped behind a tall fence.