There’s few Canadian who don’t love the arrival of spring.  Even die hard winter fans love spring.  However, as much as I love it, I also love to see remnants of winter sticking around as the days get longer and the suns brings people and leaves out.

One of these remnants is the hockey net.  Sometimes it’s at the end of a driveway, evidence of a spring game that just ended, or is about to begin.  Sometimes it’s a net against a garage door, where a game may have been hard to come by so the player in the house had to settle for taking shots.  Sometimes it’s a twisted broken old net at the curb on garbage day, a sad sight if there ever was one.