The air speaks of Spring

As I walked out of my house today the air was dry and outside appeared very different. The sweet smell of freshly cut grass spiralled around in the air and everywhere was very quiet. The sun was in hiding, but there were not really any clouds; there was no rain either. It felt ghostly, but friendly at the same time and even though everywhere seemed dead, it felt alive. Spring has definitely clung onto us now and is tightening its grip around us. I don't think any more snow will be chasing us now.