The Perfect Day

Today was the first day of the year above seventy degrees. A warm, gentle breeze drifted in through the open windows and all you could hear was the birds playing in the trees. It was a day that resembled mid-summer rather than the early days of spring. As soon as I set foot outside, the…

Spring

It’s snowing. . . again. I’ve been watching the modest blizzard from my window for the past few hours as it covers the ground and paints the trees. It’s almost April. I thought we were done with this! I’ve already put my mittens, scarf, and boots away. The reappearance of the white, freezing flurry is…