We had a 73 degree day on Friday... we opened the windows in the house and just allowed the air to be...it was delicious. And just like that, Spring has finally arrived. Under that snow, things were beginning to peek out just as usual, just as they always do, just as they should.
I am doing my taxes (another sure sign of Spring), folding fabric and helping Kylie chase the sunlight (prime napping territory, you see) around the floor with her dog bed. Rob on the other hand, is preparing for the coming winter... up to the woods he has gone to cut down fire wood for the coming cool months. The distinct change in season is something I love about our little home, and just as assuredly as the seasons begin anew, the seasons change. There is something decidedly lovely about that. To every season... a very happy Spring to you and I hope this weekend finds you loving what it brings.