I love spring. The warmer (but not too warm) temperatures, the birds singing, the buds on trees that hint at the burst of color to come, the snow.
By calendar, spring joined us last week. According to my teenager's school, it is spring break. Looking out my window this morning, I think someone didn't get the message.
I don't anticipate any feathered visitors at the local hangout this morning.
It seems like a good day for hunkering down and writing. I wonder if that's likely with two kids at home. It's worth a try.
What does spring look like where you are?