Lately I’ve been thinking
That there’s too many things in my house. Spring cleaning is in order.
That there’s nothing better then shedding your heavy winter coat for a wool sweater.
That when your nose runs from the cold in the march air you can feel like a kid again (like when you were waiting for the school bus or playing outside after dinner in the twilight.)
That the times that seem the most arduous and difficult in your life are the times you look back on most fondly.
That sunlight until 7:30 pm is a blessing.
That if spring won’t come to me, I’ll go to spring: