"I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face."
~ Langston Hughes
I know it's still March, and maybe you still have snow on the ground. Maybe you're currently wearing a sweater and wool socks like I still am, but the air, oh the air, smelled like spring today and I daresay it made me almost weep. This has been a long winter, like they usually are. I'm so glad that warmer temps are on the way, as is the Big Melt in the yard. I swear I have a small lagoon out there right now, but stomping through puddles is a yearly right of passage, amiright?
