|Windowsills dripping with flowers, as they should be|
|Andrew made my day when he found some forsythia hiding out in our woods and brought some back for me. Melted my heart in a puddle, he did.|
|Moses is a Master Stacker and stacks anything he can find. Reorganizing and consolidating the spices|
|First dinner on the porch- March 21st- and then winter came again.|
|Half naked babies are a sure sign that it is getting warmer.|
It has been a long time coming... but the peepers and birds have come again to serenade, the blossoms swell and pop, the children don sunhats and throw off the shackles of socks and shoes, the empty windowsills sprout life and the mornings come in shades of fire and roses.
Spring has sprung. (It's my favorite!)
(I am FOR SURE ignoring the thin layer of white snow blanketing the rooftops yesterday morning.)